In silence or in crisis, we can put
down the gun, bandage the wound,
carry the water and share our bread.
But under all that, all we can do is
hold each other and listen. The one,
an indispensable lifting. The other,
an indispensable putting down. So
when you fall, I will help you up.
But when I fall on the inside, just
sit with me and rub the cuts no one
can see. This is how we make it to
tomorrow: fall and rub, lift and put
down. Like the piece of cliff let-
ting go after a thousand trials to
add to the shore, we take turns.