May you see in yourself all of the colors, all of the light wave by wave.
May you feel the warmth, the wet, the soft, the press of what is hard.
May you taste the bitter and the sweet, may it savor and season you.
May you breathe all of your breaths deeply, the smell of those you hold most dear.
May you hear songs, of birds, wind in trees, water running dripping crashing, and joyful laughter.
I love you.