For Warmth

There are people in the world who touch the lives of many, making others better by being who they are, what they have done and written, and what they have inspired. The great Vietnamese monk, Thich Nhat Hanh, who recently died, was such a person. If you never heard of him or read his works, you owe it to yourself to become acquainted. This Monday’s Poem of the Week is a sample of what you will find.

by Thich Nhat Hanh

I hold my face between my hands.
No, I am not crying.
I hold my face between my hands
to keep my loneliness warm —
two hands protecting,
two hands nourishing,
two hands to prevent
my soul from leaving me
in anger.

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