let me sleep in the rain that falls on the trees

by Ana Mutavdzic

A homeless man at the shelter, his mental illness causes a rage to boil over, and he ends up back on the same hard street. Again. I know it has to be, but how long, I wonder, until his sunrise? Where is his warmth and his tiny comfort?

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A foggy morning. The wisps float over the cold and empty field.

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Winter dresses in gray and blends in with the chilled clouds. And shivering in their grayness, the clouds bless the winter sky.

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A young man on the downtown sidewalk. Homeless, alone. He appears to be the age that my late son would be. So cold, this wind of January.

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When I die, let me sleep in the rain that falls on the trees, in the rain that falls on the ocean. Let me sleep easy in the wetness that brings life to the earth.

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Does a life have color? An identifying sound? Passing geese honk in the gray winter sky.

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Look how I love you, dark pines of my valley! Even now my skin is becoming like bark, and even now my roots are digging into this green valley.

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Half of the sky for you, half for me. Half of the river. Half of this lifetime. Walk with me, dear, time belongs to us. Let’s whisper so that no one else hears.

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prose poems by james lee jobe

by Ana Mutavdzic

Cultivating a compassionate heart can help us avoid burning out, shutting down, or getting lost in anxiety and depression. It can help us stay calm, caring, and connected to a wider perspective so that we may even thrive in a grim situation.

Radhule Weininger

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The things that matter most in our lives are not fantastic or grand. They are the moments when we are there in the most attentive, caring way. As Mother Teresa said, ''In this life we cannot do great things. We can only do small things with great love.''

Jack Kornfield

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Be easy, kind, and fair to others and life will treat you well. Do your best not to let yourself be bothered by those that surround themselves with negative energy.

William Lee Jobe

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"How things could be" is always an illusion. Things couldn't be any other way than they are.

Brad Warner

Dexter Gordon, Blue Bossa

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