Kindness

I have always felt defaulted to kindness. It has always just resonated with who I want to be.

My cognisance is that it is how connections are formed. It just feels like how my initial wiring was formed, it feels apart of me.

I reflect and somehow know the inner depths of my soul and have known this value from the beginning. 

It is not for a little while, for a certain person, its desire is continuous. It's not just a momentary inning.

As I have journeyed throughout my existence and the encounters with people have been many

I have identified that kindness found in people is rare even though I see the hurt is plenty.

I know that position, especially when you have extended kindness, but life has broken your soul.

It is a battle not to let your heart be hardened or burdened, to let the sting and disproportion control.

I acknowledge that place of loss, especially if, due to nurture or nature, the concept feels destroyed. 

And the prospect of softness, tenderness or warmth may feel completely void.

But I’ve become perpetually aware that when I continue to let kindness be my stance

I allow an opportunity for a person's heart to heal, maybe smile and maybe there is hope and change is given a chance.