A sign of caring
Our palm sweat sharing
Not just the space
But the challenges we face
As people with varying melanin
Who offer all that we have within
We seek fairness and balance
To even the score without askance
Who smile with delight at another’s gain
And delicately hold them when they’re in pain
Who will defend with a voice so clear
And sit quietly with an open ear
Who sees with hearts and not just eyes
Who knows the child as being most wise
Our hands clasped, approved by Mother
Who sees how much we love one another.
This Sei Shonagon style of List Poem was introduced to me by Punam at Paeansunpluggedblog with her fabulous poem, “People who get me hot under the collar” . The beautiful picture is from Hélène’s “What do you see?” Picture prompt.
The picture reminded of my recent trip to Santa Fe, NM – something about the vast open spaces and the flat topped mesas, the roads that seem to go on forever, the friendliness of the people – it all reminded me of how much goodness there is in the world. This poem reflects that – at least what I see as the goodness in people whose hands I want to hold.
©️ iido 2019