I see goodness in people—
in faithfulness lived quietly,
in service given without applause,
in kindness shown in small, ordinary moments.
I know that admiration can rise naturally,
when the heart recognizes sincerity,
when character stands out in a room,
when someone's life reflects discipline, sacrifice, and care.
I feel what it is to be moved by that—
to feel seen in return,
to feel alive in moments of connection,
to feel gratitude for shared humanity and warmth.
And still, I am learning
that seeing does not mean pursuing,
that knowing does not mean possessing,
and that feeling does not mean I must follow it.
I can acknowledge what is beautiful
without turning it into a story I must complete.
I can appreciate someone's life
without needing it to become mine.
I can feel deeply
and still choose wisely.
So I see.
I know.
I feel.
And then I return—
to what is mine to hold,
to what is mine to honor,
to what is mine to remain faithful to.
I remain rooted.
In covenant.
In wisdom.
In love that is already mine.
In God who steadies my heart.
And I let everything else
rest in His hands. 🌸
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem