For Warmth by Thich Nhat-Hanh I hold my face in my two hands. No, I am not crying. I hold my face in my two hands to keep the loneliness warm: two hands protecting, two hands nourishing, two hands preventing my soul from leaving me in anger!
I hold my face in my two hands. No, I am not crying. I hold my face in my two hands to keep the loneliness warm: two hands protecting, two hands nourishing, two hands preventing my soul from leaving me in anger!