When

When is a present given to another,
a gift to ourselves?
When we are connected to them in such a way,
that their happiness gives us pleasure.
The unique feeling we have done a good thing,
by putting their joy ahead of our own.
Our hearts are enabled by acts of kindness,
creating doorways through the old walls,
that block the heart's ability to unconditionally love.
Then there exists the possibility,
of love accepted, given, and renewed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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