Damaged to the core
Perhaps the best we can do
Not damage others

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on August 30, 2019, in Wee Poems and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Yes…. I often wish that a healing light would bathe the earth and heal all the broken ones. ☀️

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