Friday, July 22, 2011

"A disturbed child
frequently mistrusts things
put into words,
it his his experiences ...
which will often
bring him healing"
John Bowley

Two faces in front of me.
I can read their expressions.
Two fifteen year old boys.
Faces moved.
Something happening in their souls.
It was surging upwards and outwards.
Through their human frame to display on their faces.
Words did not flow easily.
Words hesitant, stumbling.
Words telling me that they had been moved within.
Telling me that they had connected with an experience.
We are sick as we are secret. [John Berryman]