I hold my face in my two hands.
No, I am not crying.
I hold my face in my two hands
to keep the loneliness warm –
two hands protecting,
two hands nourishing,
two hands preventing
my soul from leaving me
~Thich Nhat Hanh
(written after the bombing of Ben Tre, during the Vietnam War)
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Reblogged this on The Metta Garden and commented:
using this again this week as a meditation, in light of recent news.