Grateful for Good Men
His words were so quiet and gentle, even I could have missed them standing beside him.
"I can stay. I belong to the temple."
I pray that I will never forget those words for as long as I live.
The light was bright in his eyes as he wrapped pruned hands around my wrist, and lowered me into the water.
I look forward to the day when I can thank him for the wisdom he has shared with me.