Wednesday, August 3, 2011


Image borrowed from Panhala.


To move
Needing to be
Nowhere else.
Wanting nothing
From any store.
To lift something
You already had
And set it down in
A new place.
Awakened eye
Seeing freshly.
What does that do to
The old blood moving through
Its channels?

~ Naomi Shihab Nye ~

Posted over on Panhala

1 comment:

Snaggle Tooth said...

A great poem n feeling. Image amazing too.

So many first comments here... Sure is a crazy slow blog summer
I'm using my daughtert's fast computer to visit today- out of time n gotta wait another week...
I bbsit Weds nights