Unspoken words

I don't want to write about what I can be. I want to write about what I am, right now.

Nourishment.

I have nourished, touched, warmed, caress, soothed, cared for, hung on to, loved, laughed with, cried for, cried with, eased the pain of, massaged, the soul of another.

It makes me feel good to give. Because something is asking me to do it. And I am.

Namaste.