Sunday, April 1, 2007

...precious...



Oh, the comfort

The inexpressible comfort

of feeling safe with a person

Having neither to weigh thoughts,

nor measure words

But pouring them all right out

just as they are

Chaff and grain together

Certain that a faithful hand

will take and sift them

Keep what is worth keeping

And with a breath of kindness

Blow the rest away.