Finished off tonight at college with the following poem by Michael Leunig (he has quite a way with words!)
When the heart
Is cut or cracked or broken
Do not clutch it
Let the wound lie open
Let the wind
From the good old sea blow in
To bathe the wound with salt
And let it sting
Let a stray dog lick it
Let a bird lean in the hole and sing
A simple song like a tiny bell
And let it ring
Reminds me of my Christmas present to Jesus last year!
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