Especially in between the lines, where
your words rest and your thoughts
breathe their truths.
Your silence
tells a story of its own, pondering
vulnerability’s willingness to be known.
My eyes listen intently,
gaining more from nuances than
ears can ever hear; learning
more with every wince and beam
reflected in your mask’s betrayal.
What you do not say overwhelms,
and I am drawn deeper
into your silhouette, deeper
into the mystery beneath your
prudently prepared outline.
I am lost in your hidden spaces,
reaching for those veiled traces of
“how come” weaved into your DNA.
Drifting through your layered shadows,
dare I invade with a touch; adding
the tremble of your pulse to the
culmination of terms displayed?
Dismay is not a factor, for
hearing you is knowing you
without pretense, before judgment,
taking in the complex spectrum
of your reality’s perspective.
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waw imagined in heart if your heart talk like that
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🙂 Thank you!
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I love the poetry you are writing in response to the Challenge for Growth prompts. They are all so profound. Your words in this poem bring the process of truly listening alive.
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Thank you, Karuna. I actually took a peer counseling class through my church a few years ago. Incredible resources (and exercises) were provided for knowing how to effectively listen and create an aura of ease when engaging with others. I’m already super empathic, but that course was invaluable.
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The class sounds wonderful.
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