Place Your Hands On Us

A channeled poem for difficult times. A reminder nature wants you to hear.

Inspired, on a difficult day, while listening to the plants.

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Photo Credit: Kristen Warms

Lean on us when things feel bleak.

Do not believe that you are alone.

For you never are

and were never meant to be.

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We exist beneath your feet,

alongside your houses,

next to your cars.

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Ever present blades of grass,

trees of no renown

all the flowers still waiting under ground.

We are listening.

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Simply place your hands upon us,

let your worries rest among us.

We can carry this load too,

right along with you.

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We may seem silent

but we are always talking.

We whisper “keep on going”

“Stay the path”

Or, sometimes, “not that way”.

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You can hear us in your heartbeat,

as fresh air fills your lungs,

when your volume is turned to none.

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We remind you are golden.

Worthy.

And loved.

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© 2025, Kristen Warms

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