the state of love, Part II

To the soft breeze: I feel you gentle touch. Thank you, I will pass it along

To the warm kiss of the sun:  I feel your warmth.  Thank you, I will pass it along.

To the clean water from a mountain stream:  I feel your truth.  Thank you, I will pass it along.

To the laughter of children:  I feel your love.  Thank you, I will pass it along.

To the mother that protected me when I was vulnerable: I feel your strength.  Thank you, I will pass it along.

To the trees that grew as I grew:  I breathe your air.  Thank you, I will pass it along.

To the father who made my day: I feel your presence.  Thank you, I will pass it along.

This I swear, to share all I have received.  My shame is a closed eye and a mind in ignorance of the suffering I cause.  My roots are in the ground and my heart in the heavens.  We are all the same, our differences do not count.  Only those who have fallen to greed will tell you other wise.  They will push you to defend what you could never possess and convince you to seek what you have always within. 

To the people who close their eyes: I feel your guilt.  You are alone.

Peace and Love and Actions.