Poem: On The Healing of Hurts

On the Healing of Hurts
And the Acceptance of Suffering...

We are All
Broken Hearted
If we are aware at all.
So much Suffering!
So little Love!
The entire
Human Race
Racing towards what?

Where my Mind
Is too small
Give me Sorrow.

Where my Heart
Is to hard
Give me shame.

Where my arms
Are not willing
To Forgive
Give me Anguish.

Where my Tears
Are too few
Give me Death
Over and over

I am a Gift of Comfort
To anyone I meet
And can sit
In the Silences
And not be Afraid.

--Pahka Dave (1991)