What's in a volunteer,
Why do you give your time freely,
Besides an invisible tug
From a thread of unknowns
Or the fragility of having been in
The spiders web themselves.
Free of charge the service is provided
With an infrequent "thank you"
Which is felt like a breeze
Of measured wind across the cheek as the barometer falls and rises
Not once is it felt but if you let
Your mind leave this world
Being thanked is linked
To every breeze
I've ever felt from the day I was born arriving each time just when needed.
The value of a thank you
Is timeless, weightless and endures
To create more energy to send the next monthly newsletter to an incarcerated soul. This is where grace hides.