Big Lesson - Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

 

 




 

Today it feels so simple-
we are here to take care of each other.
As if soil could forget
it is here to feed the trees.
As if trees could forget
they are here to feed the soil.
How could anything
ever get in the way of generosity?
How could we ever greet each other
with any words besides,
How can I help you?
As if light could forget
it is here to illuminate,
And dark is here 
to help us heal.

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