Friday, September 05, 2014


 Compassion by Teri H Hoover©
September 5, 5014

I note the failed attempts
in this very room.
A blessing song of September crickets
behind vain attempts of spinning blades.

With compassion I
hush the whipping edge of coolness.
With compassion I
breath in the blessing song again.

1 comment:

  1. It is so hard to forgive ourselves, especially of things that we were not to be faulted for.
    Yet this we must do so we can as you say 'breath in the blessing song again.'

    Hugs. Jules


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