What are tears?
We all carry the ocean within us,
Salt and minerals and water.
Perhaps crying,
Be it joyous or grieving,
Signals the desire to return
To this primordial state.
A wish, unspoken, even unconscious,
To be as we began.
May you know you are home
And be at ease.
Do not ask for my heart; I have already given it.
Freely; willingly; with abandon. To you, yes, but also to:
The friend who calls from a distant land;
The neighbor who visits over the fence;
The postman who offers a friendly wave;
The stranger who walks down the street.
For these and many others, I have cast my devotion and regard,
Wanting each to be happy, at ease, free from suffering, and joyful.
So again, do not ask for my heart.
Know that you have it already and help spread it through the world.