Out beyond ideas
of wrong-doing and right-doing,
there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down
in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
even the phrase "each other"
doesn't make any sense.
I love this poem, it touches a truth that lives in my heart. My hope is that it touches you as well.
This poem is this weeks prompt for Inspire Me Thursday