Too Dear For Words

There are people in my life who are too dear for words.

Sometimes I call them relatives, or friends, or simply by their name, but their real name to me is beloved.

They are the ones whose words and actions touch me to the core. They are the representative of what is most good and sacred in this world.

These sweet and beautiful ones keep my feet on the ground, my imagination in flight and my soul in the light -- simply by being themselves.

I need them!

I am blessed by them.

I am grateful for their very existence, no matter where they are, or what they are doing in any given moment. That they are, means I am.

These are the One who shows me that I am you.