When someone opens the door for you
gratitude blooms
You knew you could do it yourself
yet the compassion overwhelms
You cannot wait to deliver that feeling
to the next person
catching them in act of reaching for the door
When someone looks in your eyes
and truly listens, to the small and large
things in your life
gratitude blooms
You have told those stories to yourself
over and over in your mind
but now they seem simple and seamless
Stories melt away and being-ness wells up
When someone expects nothing of you
gratitude blooms
Each day presents another flower seed
flourishing in the garden of life
and radiant colors and dull textures coexist
It does not matter
When you are that someone
you shall find that someone
it is all gratitude flourishing and flourishing
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