Out There

There are moments when you make eye contact with a stranger, giving way to an intimate smile, out there. Someone’s sleeping child rests on your shoulder during your evening commute, out there. Somebody buys a struggling stranger a cup of coffee all the time, out there. And someone is crashing on someone else’s couch indefinitely, out there. There are times that I am so moved I want to cry, out there. Because I have seen love at work in the people, out there.

Love and light tonight, Valentines.