What good is my house if I’m miserable in it
What good are my clothes if I don’t show love to what they cover
What good is my skin if I am not caring towards it, decorating it, thanking it
What good is this mind if I don’t listen to it’s deep intuition
What good is this body if I don’t use it
To love
To cry
To laugh
What good is this fire inside me if I don’t light the matches inside others