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healing greater than wounding
“Healing has greater power
than wounding and inflicting pain”
implies that love has greater power
than fear, and i wonder at that
given that fear is so abundant
and primitive a newborn reacts
in fear to falling yet accepts warmth
and nourishment as part of self
so overcoming fear with love
is a learned response
but overcome, it does
for those with courage
and it takes love to even attempt
to try to heal
both daughters
comment from Eileen gives author hope
both daughters strong for their families
both aching within for painful losses
but laughing together, scheming fun
in travel plans to fulfill a longing
of many years never realized
until now when they will decide
to make what is yearned for happen
whatever the cost to themselves
to give healing to those they love
aruna
he went to serve and found the core of his life
a gentle peace corps volunteer
in fiji meets vivacious, adventurous
beauty and falls into a love that lasts
decades of shared sorrows, accomplishments and joys
his service to the world has built
the core of his full world
reward enough and plenty
we have drunk full
An original love poem by MaryJane Nordgren
we have drunk full, my love
swelled with the rynthm of incoming waves pounding earthly shore
connecting anemone, zebra,
and human
we have felt the tumult
of birthing waves roiled by breezes, currents, tides
our peace landed in stars
we have known
hovering, intense sky
algid, bleak, raw cold
embrittled bare twigs scratching
at ice-laced windows when frost
has cemented each breath of life
and each inhalation burned
you reached out
reminding me that love
like life
is gift watched over by angels
my love, we have drunk the wind
seeds of cosmos
An original poem by MaryJane Nordgren
farmer friends sent seeds from their last year’s
cosmos flowers
in thank you for small gifts for their wedding
cosmos are so lovely, pink and white, delicate
lacy leaves as fragile as love
as enduring as devotion