When your world is stormy

I feel your imbalance

your unintentional recklessness

and your uncertainty

and my own waters

are troubled. 

When your heart is full

I feel your light

your conviction

your purpose

and my own world

is at peace.

Your turmoil streams underneath my skin.

Your serenity sleeps nestled in my chest.

Your fears gather at the back of my throat.

Your resolve rests gently at the nape of my neck. 

Your fight 

breathes anxiously in my core.

Your truth

lives transparently in love and spirit:

in the love and spirit

which connects

my heart

to yours.