For those who
See the fear that paralyzes those
Traumatized
Mentally, physically and emotionally;
The ones who hear them;
Those that have no words left to express the fear, the doubt, the shame, the hopelessness;
You who take time to
Offer love, patience and stillness,
There is so much gratitude intangible;
You are not forgotten.
Because of your tender acts of kindness
Many have chosen to see another day.
Love.
There are over 7 billion people in the world
And if we could speak to each of them,
Every single one could tell us something
We do not know.
Each of us a perfect gift in this journey.
Not one has it all figured out.
Share in kindness.
Be humble.
Be love.
Listen.
If we could see and recognize
How often
Humans cry in solitude
We would be much gentler in
Our approach;
Much kinder in our remarks.
Acknowledge, honor and heal.
Do not assume
A soul has been shown too much kindness,
For anyone you meet may have gone days,
Weeks or years without a kindness offered.
Some a lifetime without.
Each of us have the ability and choice in every moment, every breath to be this;
Love.
Now continue to create and give untethered for
This love is limitless.
They are tired of hearing all they wrong they do;
Constant criticism.
So,
If you see them
Look them in the eyes and smile.
Let them know you see them;
Let them know they are enough.
Love and kindness are easy.
Your
Impact is never unnoticed.
We
Shape each other
In motion,
In words.
Pay attention to
Yourself.
We tread so heavy on
These
Hearts and minds,
These precious lives we encounter
Everyday,
Stepping so unaware of the
Burdens carried by others.
Step lightly,
Share kindly
Your smile and laughter.
It all creates wave upon wave,
The happy or sad.
Never can we share too much
Love and kindness.
Choose
Mindfulness.
You.
Sitting up so high.
Applauding yourself
As you hand out kindness to those
You deem worthy.
This is not kindness.
It is corruption
Of kindness.
All are worthy.
I have met
Thieves and liars
In all walks of life
And found
Kindness
In the most unexpected
Hearts.
Our ancestors speak in
Whispers
To the soul.
They have learned,
They know
That when speaking in
Loud rumblings,
In anger
You cannot hear.
This is what echoes back to you.
So,
They whisper in love and kindness
When all is quiet
To remind us
Of
The way.
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