How Compassion Is.

"May that one I think does not love me, love themselves; may that one I cannot feel in my heart, feel their heart; may that one who hates me, not hate themselves; may that part of me that hates another part of me, have mercy; may mercy roll across the mind like a remembrance of some forgotten love; may all we have forgotten of vanishing light, of fleeting moments of love, gather to heal us."

BY ONDREA LEVINE