You and I

Do not give me words of wisdom Give me of yourself in gentle flow . . . When I am mute be not my voice Let me wander the shores of your silence . . . Take not my anger on your shoulders If I ask you ‘How?’ answer that nothing more Join in my laughter if it be your pleasure When I cry out ‘Help!’ give not advice – whys and wherefores dos and don’ts – Hold me that my tears may come and go . . . If I fall do not lift me to my feet Stay by my side awhile I’ll right myself Please don’t speak in tones of reassurance Give me your trust and your hand . . . When I cower frozen in fear give me not protection safety would suffocate Let me but linger before the warm fire of you till my own rekindles . . . I may scream my anguish do not silence me with words Mine is my pain only embrace me in the strong circle of your arms Yet do not fill me when I’m empty Share share where you are that I may feel your presence and my own . . . If I’m lost choose not my road My direction I will find my way Give me no vows speak not of promises All the rest of your tomorrows cannot touch today . . . I would know you here in the now of our being meeting anew each liquid moment into another One and one are we giving I giving you giving now in gentle flow . . . – Harley White < 1976 >