Dear Heart.

Although you may not be able to see, my heart sees your heart.

Although you may not be able to feel, my heart feels your heart.

Although you may not be able to hear, my heart hears your heart.

And whether you cry with sadness, or with the wildest happy tears.

I am with you, I am with you, I am with you.

But not of you.

Like the wind that blows, and the river that runs.

Deep within, wide without.

Always there.

Holding space.

From my Spirit to yours,
Lauren