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From my "Post-scription" series.  (AKA After Words)

   Offering Words as Medicine to the Suffering.

November 9th, 2016 1:30pm

"I wanna sit down," he said
"have good cry," he continued
"and hug the world" he whispered.
Or, he pled.  Or, he wishpered.

" . . . and be hugged back." he finished.

Well, some math for your wrath.
The only thing I know that doesn't
fit the paradigm of yin and yang
that give and take that we take or
leave.  That know-it-all bit of simple
simplicity.  Is in a hug.  There, in the
hug, there is no receiver, no giver.
There is no one who is the yang one,
the yin.  For each gives as each
receives.  Not first this, then that.
but each with each at once.
Two at once.  Twice, as nice.

So, I say.

Don't wait.
Don't pine.
Don't ache.
Don't fret.

hug the world.
in those ways that
you've for so long
rehearsed.

hug the world
plant a seed
feed one in need

hug the world
sing a song
right a wrong

hug the world
don't seethe, grieve
then dance

hug the world
share your sunlight
hug the world
bare your heartlight

hug the world
for, if you do
it must, it simply must
I mean...it's math
it must hug you back.



-ShhDragon

(for Nick D'Antoni.)

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