When you are not feeling well you need softer tones,
my voice softer, a gentle hand wiping your tear
words of flowers and pillows, not rocks and metal,
listening to your fears, without condemning.
I’ll be your strength tonight
putting our passion away,
up on the shelf, where we can see it.
I’ll get some more blankets, some tea
and simply hold you,
where we can heal each other.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“If you love nature, you will love people.”