Sometimes I go so deep within myself
and see so shallowly into others
as if I was the only one who felt
or imagined
or rejoiced
or thought.
Clear my eyes that I might see
the wondrous child that lives within each of us
and cross the bridges that words and relationships
can never span.
That deep something that burns
deep inside of each of us
amid doubt and habits for only the certain touch
of another who’s awake … and cares.
gallagher
18 July 81
SJC
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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