
03/12/2025
Be Kind to Yourself
Leave the sharp words at the door.
Step softly into the morning—
the world will not ask you to be perfect,
only to be here.
Let the wind pass through you
without shaking your bones.
Let the small bird of your heart
rest a while in quiet branches.
Even the river, rushing forward,
knows when to slow,
to gather itself in a quiet pool,
to let the light touch it gently.
So, today—
no harsh hands upon your spirit.
No heavy burdens in your pockets.
Only this: a breath, a moment,
a whisper of kindness,
like sunlight on your skin.
Rivers in the Ocean ❤
Artist Unknown