You write.  
I want to listen.

I want to listen  
in order to feel  
and leave behind  
something that doesn't hold the value of depth.

The depth of love.

The depth of love  
can feel the pain of others' sorrow and the happiness of their celebrations.

Why wasn't I open to it?

I want to feel the mercy  
of your kindness.

The mercy of love that's ingrained in all of us.

I read.  
I read all of it;  
I felt and decided to leave something behind.

I thank you for  
your valued description that I carry now.  
©shivpoetesspriya