SONG: Rytikal: Chosen: https://youtu.be/thNWIM5Oe6w

POEM: Uche Nduka: Untitled [When Shall Your Wounds] (excerpt): …  daily your kingdom squeaks / and leaps to the starlight / it wants all of you / you of all and the music … you are the one the music / has chosen and whom strings call / twilight moans behind you / all you are you are all

QUOTE:  Henri Nouwen, Out of Solitude: When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.