To know you are not the only
made object in the world
is not the same as to feel it.
To walk the crumbling dirt,
to touch the smooth rock,
to see the beautiful landscape
of life open up to you,
welcoming you into the quiet fold.
To acknowledge that you aren't
the only creature in this world
is not the same as to embrace it.
To look into a tired dog's eyes,
to watch a kitten chase a toy,
to snuggle with an old friend in fur
and bask in the feeling of
acceptance, unconditional love.
To know you are not the only thing,
the only person, to walk this ground,
breathe this air, behold this sky,
is perhaps the best gift in this world.