Like a soft silk scarf
Flowing through the world
until it catches
on a thistle, splinter, jagged edge.
Threads are pulled, marring
the gentle weave, leaving
an indelible mark, a rough spot
staining the smooth.
Easing the splinters,
softening jagged edges, flattening the weave
and picking out the burrs, kindness flows,
leaving the soul to flourish and finding its way.
Perhaps it’s the most important
thing in the world, kindness, gently spoken
or thought, easing the world’s
hardness, sharpness and pain.
This is part of the April Love Letters project.