Excerpts from The Gift of You, The Gift of Me
Thank you, hands,
For reaching out
Over sadness
And over doubt
Toward all
that is wonder
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For believing, loving,
Feeling, seeing,
The gift of Earth
The miracle of being
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These excerpts are from Nila J. Webster's picture book The Gift of You, The Gift of Me. She wrote the book in one sitting as a response in an incident of bullying, with the hope that honoring the beauty in nature, and in ourselves, will create a beautiful space where bullying will dissolve and be replaced by love and acceptance.
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Nila J. Webster has been writing since a young age, thanks to the encouragement and support of her beloved mother, poet jani johe webster. In the last six months, Nila has donated over 23,000 picture books in her mother's honor, with more to come. If anyone knows of schools or hospitals that would like to receive a picture book donation, please let her know at nila.webster@comcast.net.
What a beautiful picture you paint of how great a gesture can be, Nila! The brevity of your poem makes the impression even more powerful in that it doesn't drag on and on and take away from the impact of how positive one gesture can be. And the results of its touch can go for miles and miles! Beautifully written and expressed. So super to have the opportunity to read you here on Whispers! Sheri @ www.poetryandbeyond.net
ReplyDeleteDear Nila,
ReplyDeleteIt's nice to see this lovely comment you already received by Sheri. It so good to be able to share your poetry my friend. Your words reach out to others. Thank you for your generosity, giving away so many picture books to children is just amazing. What a light you are. Welcome to Whispers!
Blessings,
Karen
Hi Nila. Good to see your work again. I love the words and passion of the excerpts as well as the message. I do not like bullying and I commend you for standing against it through the gift of words. Continued blessings, my friend! P.S. Is your book out? -MJ
ReplyDeleteNila, amazing how much power we have with
ReplyDeletejust a touch of our hands such beauty! Thank you.
Mary
Dear Nila, your poem brought tears to my eyes. Sometimes we don't know how blessed we are when someone offers us a "hand." It can come in a time of sorrow or fear, but the hand is always welcome. Thank you for sharing this one! Carolyn
ReplyDeleteDear Nila,
ReplyDeleteFirst may I say how nice it is to see your poetry here welcome! You've said so much in so few words on this very serious topic in a touching way thank you for sharing your words with us.
Sandra Stefanowich