Today it feels so simple
We are here to take care of each other.
How could we ever forget?
As if soil could forget
it is here to feed the trees.
As if trees could forget
they are here to feed the soil.
How could anything
ever get in the way of generosity?
How could we ever greet each other,
with any words besides
How can I help you?
As if light could forget
it is here to help illuminate.
As if dark could forget
it is here to help us heal.

- Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer