It’s the weight of water holding a boat.
Time gives grace.
Grace carries on.
Foundations made.
To hold weight to come.
Slowly strengthening.
Rich soil of honesty
Watered with tears.
Rewarding laughs.
Demolishing fears.
No need for words.
Exposed at a glance.
To be known.
The priceless exchange.
Nourishing the soul.
This is the gift of close.
It’s how the boat floats on the water.
A bird glides in the air.
Water quinching thirst