Solace

Light

fades;

hidden

from view..

 

this world’s

parade 

of pain

keeps passing

through..

 

can

we find

some lasting 

solace

here..

 

and start 

anew.

 

Poem & Artwork © Mairi McLean

Touch

We’re all wounded;

we all wound..

 

torn

or tearing..

 

born

with

the healing

touch

of love..

 

we

forget..

 

and let

each other

bleed.

 

Poem & Artwork © Mairi McLean

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