Now we walk,
waking up rooms,
switching on lights.
Into the breath,
wordless but ripe
with all possible words,
messages not yet gathered
or sent.— from “Words When We Need Them” by Naomi Shihab Nye
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Now we walk,
waking up rooms,
switching on lights.
Into the breath,
wordless but ripe
with all possible words,
messages not yet gathered
or sent.— from “Words When We Need Them” by Naomi Shihab Nye
