Hospitality and Healing

Please invite me inside

and pour me some tea.

Steaming hot,

with a sprig of fresh mint

from your garden.

Let’s talk awhile.

I will be good company

and share my adventures

and heartbreak

and wonder.

And I’ll ask you about

your adventures

and heartbreak

and wonder.

We’ll smile and cry

and laugh over

Life’s absurdities.

We’ll touch minds and hearts

and hands.

And I’ll leave your presence

a little lighter

and happier

than when I arrived.

____

K.C. 4.9.14

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About Casey

“the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes ‘Awww!’ ~ Jack Kerouac, On The Road Again
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