August 2018 Poem


Dear friend, before you died,
you complained, “I’m doing things so
I can keep doing them.” I did not think
those would be the final words
I heard you speak….

Dear enemy, will my aversion
for the harm you keep committing
bring the world, once more,
towards a common good?

May truth blossom
like rosemary
in the midst of drought.

Gudrun Mouw (c)

One Comment

  1. Gudrun Mouw said:

    Thanks for the email comment I’ve received. G.

    September 16, 2018

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