Here is a beautiful poem written and sent to me by Samar Zebian, who is working with Healing the Wounds of History. It is beautiful…..
Gatekeeper don’t you see,
You, him, her and me
Are the gate, the lock and key
Give up your knotted brow
Let go of the tightness in your smile
Let your measured stride go unmeasured for a while
Walk tall, walk like a king of kings
Or the queen of everything
Leave behind all the little things
Open up the windows and doors
And let the wind blow through
Let it make music on the cords of the heart
Let it find something new
By Samar Zebian