empathy is

 

sharing a blanket,

in good times and bad

 

entering into suffering

without flinching when they push

you away, with words

and other flying objects

 

moving towards the pain, facing conflict

you start to realize has nothing to do with you,

as you seek, somehow

to empathize

 

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had enough?

 

when the sparrow falls, or the tree in the woods,

and a black-headed Chickadee

sings                    echoes

and you notice                 notice

God watching, recording every sound

made loud                         even the towel you

thought to

throw down

 

the wolf stalking the deer

barely a sound

 

notice

 

 

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patience, I have dementia

 

she waited for her breakfast plate, quietly

without realizing—until she was told—

it had come; was right there in front of her

waiting for her, quietly—

to eat, to nourish, to keep her going

although she wasn’t sure

where she was going

 

today

she had dementia; don’t they

  know?

 

A REFLECTION:

 

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there’s no APP for that

 

brought to church as a boy;

a man when he married; and now passing

the building with a child on his hand,

but no more ring

he looks through the window plastered

in the busy way with notices: what’s Up Next—

sees the dates all land somewhere in the future;

and he laughs, knowing they do not know

what’s Up Next or might last—

not knowing this is not the question he wants

answered; it’s his own and needs to be heard

not what’s going to happen?

rather: What Happened?!

 

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