It is Love that gives joy to happiness.
I was a thorn rushing to be with a rose, vinegar blending with honey… Then I found some dirt to make an ointment that would honor my soul… Love says, “You are right, but don’t claim these changes. Remember, I am wind. You are an ember I ignite.
I can heal a broken heart with a smile.
Your way begins at the other side. Become the sky.
Spirit, find your way, in seeking lowness like a stream.
You have forgotten the One who doesn't care about ownership, who doesn't try to turn a profit from every human exchange.