All of It

Often, the delicate grows within

the harsh, the way the milky

sweetness grows inside a coconut.

Yet all of it is wasted, if the sweetness

never comes out. Many of us hide

the sweetness or save it for an

emergency. But long before the

wars erupt, before the prejudice

hardens, before the fear makes us

recoil from each other, we have this

choice. To let the sweetness out.

A Question to Walk With: Describe a something delicate within you that is protected by some wall.

This excerpt is from a book in progress, The Slow Arm of All That Matters.

*Photo credit: Oleksandr Pidvalnyi