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