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Gesture

Gesture

there was

a hush

that fell

like snow

soft and silent

and somber

like a prayer

you never share

like the sorrow

of losing

that which

you were

for the sake

of time

and place

and purpose

in that

you forget

how it is

to be

taken aback

by the smallest

of thought

carried out

through centuries

of suffering

that would bring

with it

such salve

to an otherwise

wounded world

for which Love

could indeed

be the cure

TL

Published inTamiko Lowery