Walking each other Home

Ram Das – said-

We are “just” walking Each Other Home…

No small thing this kind of stroll

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I scrape the pealing paint from the bridge

Wearing an old blue shirt

Like my dad used to wear

Working on the boat-always in need of repair.

It’s my heart today in need of repair

Someone I love is suffering

She says- the hardest – is the uncertainity.

It never feels like enough to be a witness

But it’s the best we’ve got.

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