Thank you ❤️

As I sit in this comfy chair, in my new apartment and glance passed the balcony, the world hums with movement. Some of the sounds are bright and energized, while others are tired and sluggish. They move and stop and move again, while the ground holds them both, allowing them to be. And earth beneath the ground remains intact. 

A solid foundation. Asking for no fame or appreciation, just being. Holding the entire heaviness of the world above, and still having the love to push forth fruits and flowers. It holds us up and makes things come forth not for itself, but for another. 

How can we ever repay this grand gesture of love?

Do humans ever truly love each other this way?

Can I love another like so?

Will another ever love me so?