When the gentle thought touches you,
Be quick to respond—welcome her in.
Feel the warm tingling in your hands,
And hope she will stay for a while.
Her first visit may be brief,
But as you grow to know her better,
She will linger longer
Don’t be afraid of her goodbyes.
Dance and smile as she goes,
And remember the ripples she leaves behind.
Doubt, fear, and anger would love to take her place.
Even they can be jealous.
Of course, they come cheap and in abundance.
So wait, open up, and anchor your feet,
And surely she’ll return.
