This man sees into souls directly
never blinded by his eyes.
This woman grieves in core trembles
walking on earth unseen. 
This child dreams of being loved entirely
tending to dolls in their room.

This man cries into his pillow
regretting the choices he made.
This woman dances solo in her kitchen
discovering the beat of inner joy.
This child runs in the woods carefree
defying fear for adventure.

This man looks into his lover’s eyes
searching for peace.
This woman heals slowly
growing in dark soil.
This child imagines an endless circle
filled with shining light.

Linda Joy Walder