Somewhere, maybe close,

someone cries, reaches out for

help or hides. Somewhere,

maybe close, someone giggles,

reaches out, invites

us to join the fun. To choose

one is not to say

no to the other. Our hearts

can hold sorrow and

delight in equal measure.

This truth, our minds can

come to know. Practice doesn’t

make life perfect, but 

it can soften our edges,

strengthen and lengthen our reach.

                                                                                   JDG