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| Image by vecstock on Freepik; written by Meghna Majumdar |
Gentle.
Gentle like the soft hug
of my thin cotton blue blanket
that wraps me safe, each warm and breezy night
Gentle like the silk strands
of the spider's new home in mine
that he spins knowing well, that it will last this time
I'm not destroying any homes this time
Gentle like the quiet plops
of water on my potted plant
Better cared for, everyday, than the folk who built this house
Having roots is a luxury. Does it know?
Gentle as the flaming hearts
of those out there out of kindness,
those handing out food, truth, and reminders to be humane
Those everyone forgot to thank
My spider friend has another friend
Two homes within my room
I watch them spin, I let them be: in these days of fear and force,
gentle is all I have
(Written in April 2020)

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