I am now reading
When Everything Changes by Neale Donald Walsch. It is peppered with poems by his wife, Em Claire. And I love them.
Here is one of them:
It's a beautiful time to be alive.
And the long walk home is peopled -
We are
everywhere.
Yet the struggle to surrender is where we walk aone.
So the next time you fall
look
to either side where you lie
and take the hand
of your dear Sister or Brother
whose own face is muddied.
We can rise together,
even if we fall alone -
for it's a beautiful time to be alive
even
on this long walk home.
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