You and I
Do not give me words of wisdom
Give me of yourself
in gentle flow . . .
When I am mute
be not my voice
Let me wander the shores of your silence . . .
Take not my anger on your shoulders
If I ask you ‘How?’
answer that nothing more
Join in my laughter if it be your pleasure
When I cry out ‘Help!’
give not advice –
whys and wherefores dos and don’ts –
Hold me that my tears may come
and go . . .
If I fall do not lift me to my feet
Stay by my side awhile I’ll right myself
Please don’t speak in tones of reassurance
Give me your trust
and your hand . . .
When I cower frozen in fear
give me not protection
safety would suffocate
Let me but linger before the warm fire of you
till my own rekindles . . .
I may scream my anguish
do not silence me with words
Mine is my pain
only embrace me in the strong circle of your arms
Yet do not fill me when I’m empty
Share share where you are
that I may feel your presence and my own . . .
If I’m lost choose not my road
My direction I will find my way
Give me no vows speak not of promises
All the rest of your tomorrows cannot touch today . . .
I would know you here
in the now of our being
meeting anew each liquid moment into another
One and one are we
giving
I giving
you giving
now
in gentle flow . . .
– Harley White
< 1976 >
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