One day you will drink in kindness like the soil in a storm. You will take all that you can until you are overflowing with it, waiting, never sated, for those showers to come again. You will breathe gentleness like breaching the ocean for the first time and feel it flooding, pure, into your lungs. You will tilt your head up to heart which fills you like a sprout brimming with the sun– and then you will return it to where it came, as like is to like, and love is to love.


















