Poetry

Reflective, pensive, sad in the week preceding this tenth anniversary, my words seem inadequate. Instead I will post those of Ben Feldman, a colleague, a poet, and a student at TBIPS.


On Compassion

Compassion salvages the heart,
Wounded.
But revenge, vindictive,
Tears and tastes the meat
Like lions.

Practice
If compassion is to create
an antitoxin in the soul
then it must be played and practiced
like a cello in love
under stars with kin in soul
and harmonies woven in heart.

--Ben Feldman