Fall Love

My practice, when you are away,
is to treat every one
as if they were you.

To be as loving and kind,
as understanding
and invested.
To listen
with as much affection,
and respond
with as much tenderness.

To find everything

about everyone

simply endearing.

To stop and look at the sky
while my hands are deep in the wet earth
harvesting carrots,
to see the clouds
building or moving in fast wisps
over the mountains,
and take a deep breath,
feeling in my bones
how incredibly lucky
I am.

Not everyone gets this.

To share a sliver of
that love
with everyone I meet
is the least
that I can do.