The Great Gift of Others

When two souls take a mirrored pathway of life.

I sat in silence.

I sat with God.

I felt her heavenly winds above.

You laid with me, our locked embrace.

You laid with me, our pure forms grace.

You felt my warmth of radiant love.

We fell to Earth for emotions done.

You chose to be silent gathering wealth.

I begged for kindness more than myself.

You passed me on your way to work.

I helped a stranger while you looked.

In passing me your depression strengthens.

You feel anger and frustration.

Living for a dollar of sum.

Your emotional Hell is almost done.

I watch you drive away alone.

I feel my heart ache for you to be shown.

There is Heaven in a life given to others.

Our true connective gift from the Great Mother.

Additional poetry written by Christopher Madsen