You are no longer free to walk past someone in need, to act like you don't see them, to act like

they're not there, even if your pockets are empty. Even if your hands are empty, you stop and you

fill me in their presence. You feel me where they sit, where they stand, where they hold up

that empty cup, and you fill it with my love.

You fill their hands, their heart with my love.

Even if you don't speak a word, you'll see me in their eyes.

I promise you I will reveal myself in their eyes.

But if you have a jacket, even a towel in your trunk, a snack bar in your car, share, give, provide, you are me there.

And at the same time, you will encounter those who can't say my name, who won't say my name, who will call me other names.

You will see them in your feed.

You may see them in your life, your day to day.

You don't judge them.

You fill me in their presence.

And if necessary, I'll give you utterance.

You carry me like you carry that phone.

You don't leave me, you don't forget me, you check for me before you leave rooms, buildings just like that phone.

Treat me better than you treat your phone. And the best part is there's nothing for those

physical hands to hold. You can be in the middle of the desert, holding me, aware of me,

being fed by me, not thirsty, not wanting for anything. Practice me now. Practice me when there are no

needs, or when the need seems to be out there scheduled out. You practice me now, you practice me when

the sun is shining so that when it's raining you're not rushing to patch up the roof. This is the way,

I love you.

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