by letting a stray word
strike it,
any pain
I have caused you,
what can I do to make us even?
Demand a hundred fold of me - I'll pay it.
During the day I hold my feet accountable
to watch out for wondrous insects and their friends.
Why would I want to bring horror
into their extraordinary
world?
Magnetic fields draw us to Light; they move our limbs and thoughts.
But it is still dark; if our hearts do not hold a lantern,
we will stumble over each other,
huddled beneath the sky
as we are.
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Daniel Ladinsky, "Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West".
http://www.panhala.net/Archive/Huddled_Beneath_the_Sky.html
