Pay It Forward

How would our world change if this actually happened?

a poem

A dear friend wrote this for me about stuff that I was going through last semester. I wanted to share it with you because it really spoke to me.


Looking for the right angle, focal length, and composition
For the sentence I shoot,
Erase
And shoot again.

There's something wrong about the eyes--
They gleam too brightly
The hair isn't quite black enough,
And rigid, and fair.

But a picture can't feel
a spoken word can't relate
a poem can't explain
Anything.

Only hearts can feel, and
Ears
And arms that hold you.
Arms are open to enfold you
And thus release you.