Here’s a poem about something we desperately need yet seem to have too little of in today’s world.
the dialogue
in the darkness suddenly i saw it it went up and then back down it briefly paused then up it went again i tried to make it out but couldn’t seem to there i stood not knowing what to do for me this kind of dialogue was after all quite new not done it then went back where it had been and stayed there for a while and as it looked at me it almost seemed to smile without warning up it went again then hovered for a while till off it flew and there i stood with nothing but the shape that in my heart it drew
From Life’s Ballet © 2020 Charles Schlee