Inexpressible Comfort

Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort
of feeling safe with a person;
having neither to weigh thoughts
nor measure words,
but to pour them all out,
just as they are,

chaff and grain together,

knowing that a faithful hand

will take and sift them,

keep what is worth keeping,

and then,

with a breath of kindness,

blow the rest away.

Dinah Maria Mulock Craik