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for Kayleen Asbo
 
 
In those days when I was terribly raw,
my friend would make mandalas
out of petals and sticks, pinecones and rocks, 
sometimes shells, sometimes leaves.
She’d send a photo and a note
to say she was thinking of me. 
I still marvel at how, of the thousands of choices 
she made on any given day, she chose to spend time 
sending love to me. How simple the act, really. 
A smattering of acorns shaped into a circle 
with some leaves arranged in the center.
Now I trust even the humblest, most ephemeral act, 
when motivated by love, has the power 
to reach through the years. Now I trust 
I am made of thousands of acts of kindness,
most of them small. I can’t touch where they live 
in my body, some I have even forgotten, 
but to this day I am made of them all. 

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