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Monday, December 03, 2007

KINDNESS by Naomi Shihab Nye


by Naomi Shihab Nye

Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.

Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.

Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to mail letters and
purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
it is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you every where
like a shadow or a friend.

* * * *

The above image is of Ganesh, and it says "Wellspring of Kindness" at the bottom. After posting the above poem with this image it occurred to me that Ganesh lost his human head, and Ganesh is one of the kindest of Deities. I'd not consciously seen this story of how Ganesh got his elephant head as a story of how kindness can become our fellow traveler until this posting.

‘til next time, keep dreaming,


[aka: Patricia Kelly]

****If you wish to copy or use any of my writing or poems, please email me for permission (under “View my complete profile”)****My other blogs ROSWILA’S TAROT GALLERY & JOURNAL and ROSWILA’S TAIGA TAROT.


At 5:25 AM , Blogger An Xiao Photography said...

Beautiful poem - thank you for sharing this. wow.

At 10:11 AM , Blogger Roswila said...

Yes, an xiao, I echo your "wow," again and again. Everytime I read this poem I echo it.


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