We walk all over the earth but it never complains of being a doormat. So we give it the highest title of love, adoration and family: praising it for mothering every species and the whole of all humanity.

Those we love tie our hearts in knots but we'll never stop giving them the ribbons of our presence.

You broughtme your darkness& I loved youwith the radianttears of athousand suns.

When she smiles, the lines in her face become epic narratives that trace the stories of generations that no book can replace.