Kind acts are not heralded. However, they leave trails if you know how to look for them. Among these haikus, I find myself at the end of an unusual kindness as well.
What would your life be like without music? Quiet. Too quiet and sad. To live is to make music. To love is to hear music within others and you are hooked on their refrain. To be love is to turn each other into instruments And learn how to fill the room with glorious sound. A…
