Draw life out as
flame from air
and wood; let our
listening
be a life created
by our endeavor to
truly hear
the speaking behind
the speech.
Part the walls of
all the barriers
we create; let your
hard labors
fulfil the
staggering cries
for more love
in the world.
Pull on the clothes
of peace
and patience; real
love never comes
without vigilance
or even
regrets. Listen
without your mouth
moving.
Breathe. The fire is lit.
Bid it declare more
light
everywhere.
J. Pratt-Walter, ©
11/12/2017
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