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A dog is barking© 2014 Thomas W. Cummins
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Water calm, still Sky clear, cloudless Then A Wave Suddenly Comes Ashore Briefly disturbing what lies there … then Slowly recedes, slowly recedes Water calm, still Sky clear, cloudless© 2014 Thomas W. Cummins
Sometimes as the storm rages about us, it is necessary to step back … and wait … and content ourselves with just being a lightning rod. And to remember that the lightning rod isn’t causing the lightning, nor the lightning the storm.
So one waits for a pause, for a patch of clear sky to appear, a glimpse of the sun obscured for so long.
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Where do they go When they are gone? That place That gives them space No compass pointing No path suggesting Stars to guide – growing dim Silence, emptiness, yet filled – with loss I call out lovingly Listen hopefully No appeal goes forth No response returns For it is only my heart Trying to connect© 2014 Thomas W. Cummins
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He calls out Her voice heard Down the hall from his room Severely disabled, He lies there Waiting We enter his room Looking at him lying there In the quiet children’s home Others create a din But they are in school Now, nothing – stillness I ask if I may touch If he might be alarmed “No, he likes being touched.” I place my hand gently Alongside his face He presses in, steadily, lovingly© 2013 Thomas W. Cummins
In a dim light... 