Exhale in the Morning
Exhale!
We go dark and deep together
To a place of healing and together
We see the sun, the moon, the rain
And we feel each other’s hugs.
No one says a word
We all know this silence.
It is a place of healing—
Side by side, step by step
As we allow the tears to fall.
We know this brief comfort.
In the morning
We climb the tree house together.
© 2005 Vorkink
poem by Nancy Vorkink
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