It is

only

in

sacrifice

where

one

finds

great

joy.

Give

yourself

away

every

day

in

ways

that

hurt

there

is

no

joy

in

keeping

yourself

for

yourself

that

is

cowardice

be

courageous

and

face

the

needs

of

others

provide

for

them

your

light

so

they

can

shine

 

You

are the

paper

upon which

I

write

You

are the

clay

in which

I

sculpt

You

are the

ears

into which

I

speak

You

are

the

heart

in which

I

beat

He

ice

wind

plain

I

ocean

breeze

mountain

We

sun

moon

star

Heavens

One

a body

in

space

a planet

in

place

the

other

a

mind

of

course

a

brain

a

source

drawn

toward

each

other

by

the

brevity

of

gravity

It is

not

what

we

see

It is

what

is

seen

I

know

my

heart

and

my

heart

knows

you

if

all

you

ever

know

know

that