Touch: The Journal of Healing
Touch: The Journal of Healing
Flowers bloom even though they are destined to fade, and a sparrow's nest is lovingly built even though one day it will go empty. Whether the struggles of aging and illness or the absence of a loved one, life's challenges are often unavoidable and beyond our control. The wisdom that accepts both the inevitability of loss and the constancy of new life can bring healing to those who are open to it.
I want to paint my hands
with every color that I see, to dip
my fingers in the garden, reach them
towards the easel sky and watch them
reinvent the clouds.
Phoebe Brown
we were base camp
guardians of snow
charted drift
and temperature
graphed hope
for Sunday night storms.
Katherine DiBella Seluja
On the verge of giving way,
we salvage what we can.
We muster the courage
to enter what is not easy,
to mine each moment
for the ore that holds
an antidote for
endings.
Elizabeth Landrum
After the last visit
to the angled bed,
after her last
shrunken hug
and wiry kiss, he
still wears the ring
and her cautions.
Stuart Freyer
all she knew
was one anxiety
the anxiety
that maybe she had never been true,
true to herself that is
Naomi Beth Wakan
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In a measured dance from room to room,
she’s found confidence in restored grace
and the lingering fermata of a kiss.
David Olsen
And in brief flashes of clarity,
when I can see your synapses firing
like fireflies in a jar,
in its unwitting benevolence it reveals,
stripped-down and elemental,
the inimitable essence of your being.
Kathrin Harris