I have been coming to you more and more making my presence known.

And you feel me as joy without cause, and you question it.

You rack your brain trying to find the reason why you feel a mild elation, why you feel

like everything is all right, even though it may not look like

it, even though the world tells you it very much isn't, that I'm very much not here, that I'm made

up, or that I'm for the dull, or the childlike. You are childlike in the best way and your life is changing

in the best way. You've been so patient. You've been so kind. Even when you haven't been treated

that way, you haven't been handled that way you haven't been handled gently.

I wasn't either.

I came to show you and I never left you.

I am the first and the last.

I am the living one.

I died to become you.

I love you.