Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Kindness


Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.

Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.

Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to mail letters and purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
It is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.
—Naomi Shihab Nye


6 comments:

Healing Woman said...

That poem is absolutely beautiful and rings of such truth. Your angel is a perfect picture to show with these thoughts. There were a few stanzas there that brought a tear to my eye. Thanks for posting Laura and giving us all a reminder to be kind.

Anonymous said...

beautiful♥♥♥

jehanne

Burlap Luxe said...

Beautiful...

Soulful,

Peace and calm to you dear.

Xx
Doré

Debra jean said...
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PeregrineBlue said...

laura, what a spectacular poem, i am dumbfounded. having gone through the dark night of the soul, this is exactly what i learned in that soul awakening for the first time ever.

Healing Woman said...

Oh Laura, your pottery is so chic and lovely~so like you. Thank you for posting the fig cookie recipe! I have a friend who had memories of them as a child and was looking for a good authentic recipe-I'll be sure to pass it along.
Warm wishes,
Cheryl