This is a story

This is a story about a character.

This character has no name. 

It brings happiness and hope to others.

It brings love and joy as well. 

This character is important, but it hasn't found it out yet. 

On a beautiful bright day, it stepped out and stretched.

It's arms spread so wide, that it could hug the earth. 

It looked at the ground and there was a small puddle. 

The puddle smiled as it smiled, the puddle moved as it moved. 

So suddenly, so surely. it realized. 

It has a purpose, it has a name. It was love and it knew love. 

It was only till the kindness towards itself did it realize it. 

The puddle smiled back and so did it. 

It was a she. 

And that she is me. 

I see myself as happy 

as free

as free

can be.