SOFTNESS
(for Jeffrey)
What softness is
I thought I knew;
I thought, a gentle hand,
Until one time
When you shone through
And softness felt like man.
What softness is
So many times
I had presumed, myself,
But when entrusted,
Mine was no more soft
Than your own wealth.
Gentility,
Fragility,
We master what we feel.
So softness is our master
Leading flesh to inner yields.
What softness is
I thought I knew;
But it is relative.
Our only measure is
Not to measure
What we have to give.
© Margot 7/30/83
2007-06-09 08:38:05 · 1 answers · asked by margot 5 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Books & Authors
John B
Now I am thinking about this again.
I'm not sure I could write this poem again, but I surely appreciate the input.
Margot
2007-06-09 10:30:28 · update #1
A very interesting poem, and I think you have hit on something. Softness is not touch, it's an attitude of heart and a connection between two people that can only be felt when one is in it, and when one sees it expressed between two people. Even hardened souls have softness. Even hatred and hostility can be overcome by softness. You have it here.
2007-06-09 09:47:37 · answer #1 · answered by John B 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋