Surpassing
the grandstand,
I withstand the pull,
as my heart
continues to fill

with

an effervescent joy
at all that is employed,
by the gentle touch of a stranger
helping another, who finds themselves
in a little bit of trouble.

Looking into their eyes,
cascading ripples
of love are seen
moving from one to
another
as the realization dawns
that the stranger is our brother.

Mistaken,
we are not, as the soul
we see
is a mere reflection of the

We.

Take heart then,
and don’t fall apart. Rather,
withstand the pull
of another’s desire, and lend
a helping hand
when you can.

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