Kindred spirits

Help me learn to see
Not condemnation,
But curiosity
In your eyes,
And then,
In turn,
To watch my own
wary, mirrored face
With that same blend
Of interest,
And without judgment,
To stare into my eyes
As I do yours,
And see compassion lurking there;
The acceptance and affection
All creatures surely have
For those whom they deem
Of their own kind;
For kindred spirits –
Surely,
That’s what we must be...


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