Kindness

It takes little thought to be angry
Only feverish feelings
A hot face
Scattered brain

To be kind means
Seeing from every perspective
Knowing that I don't know it all
Swallowing that I am wrong
Accepting the angles I've yet to observe

To be kind means
My hands are dirty
And I washed them in mud
I see the flaws and love more for them
Humanity is staggeringly beautiful

To be kind means
You're heavier
and I still pick you up
You're more anxious
So I become a decrescendo

To be kind means
I'll speak only of your light
Because I have dark too
And I know you already know your caves
Better than anyone ever could

To be kind means
Being proactively thoughtful
Brain cells vibrating with effort
Hospitality pouring from my fingers
An endless reserve

To be kind means
Not indulging your insecurities
Yet letting compassion flow
To blanket the pinpricks
And melt them away

To be kind means
You're much smarter than me
And I love you for it
Your talents illuminate me
Sunlight shining from your mouth

To be kind means
Being silent now
Because you need to heal
Extracting myself painfully
So you can focus on your growth

To be kind means
Letting go
Giving in
Stepping aside
And smiling anyway

To be kind means
Your roots are withering today
I fill the canister
And hydrate the parched parts
One leaf at a time

So tell which parts of you, you hate the most
So I know where to begin
Because it's inspiring to be able to lift yourself up
And even more so to ask for some help