And at first sight,
we can love everyone we meet.
Simply because they are someone.
I’ve been thinking
that everyone deserves to be loved
for no particular reason,
other than that they are so perfectly particular.
It doesn’t have to be some intimate experience of romance,
or a flaming spark of fire.
But maybe just one soul touching another.
With fingertips of kindness,
with eyes of empathy,
with an immediate agreement to honor that person
for exactly as they are in that moment.