Zywa Ripples [2]

Children attract me
I want to be touched
feel their energy
bumping into me

and I want to bounce back
push my soul against them
as a caress

The elderly at the social club touch me
their presence and their smile
warm me, the understanding
the wink of a telling word
the wisdom of their wrinkles

I have girlfriends
I make contact, I throw myself
into the water, the waves
touch them and the whole world
in a wide circle

the ripples lightly press on people
I only meet briefly, more deeply
into those who know my name

and always something springs back
always something gets in, something
of who I am, no one can escape
the fact that I exist

Poem 3388
Amsterdam, 2021-01-18

Staring at the Sun: overcoming the terror of death (Irvin Yalom)
"Ripple effect" (multiplied reactions)
Collection: Lilith's Powers 
Keyword: Ethics: 
Tribute to: Yalom, Irvin 
Dedicated to: Maria Godschalk 
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