Roots
When I think about my roots
I find my heart going in multiple directions.
There are the roots of my parents who raised me.
There are the roots of the people who created me.
There are the roots of the foster parents who kept me safe.
They are all part of my roots in their own way.
Who I am today is rooted in their love.
My roots run deep and wide.
Some are like a tap root that is at the core of my being.
Others run wide and help me
love humanity
and not just those in my moment
or in my life.
The connection with my roots
is present whether they are or not.
Thinking about my roots reminds me
I am part of my son’s root system
and my wife’s
and people I do not know.
I must keep the love flowing
both into and out of my life.
Love is like the water of life.
It is what keeps us growing and glowing
no matter what life brings.
The love given to me
is what I share with others
and others share for me.
Love is the root of my life
and my relationship with humanity.
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