Come softly to me
in the night. The darkness
contains no threat to us
when we are knit together
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Come softly to me in the morning. The light illuminates and warms us. We have no cause for fear or hate. Come softly - I am waiting.....touching expression with lofty theme. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
Hey, Daniel! Glad to find a couple of new postings by you. Having trouble “getting” the nature of the relationship you describe here, I notice and latch on to the five-line stanzas—the number five is a recurring one in fairy tales about people in the latter half of life according to Jungian psychiatrist Allen Chinen. Always wishing the best to you, Glen