#17: Help

Help anyone at the bottom find the ocean floor, bend their knees, and push back up toward the surface.

Help anyone with a voice to open their mouth and use it.

Help anyone coasting along to want more and do better.

Thank you for the roads that keep popping up under my feet right when I think my leg is going to disappear down into the quicksand. And thank you for all the fine folks who pick me up when I'm hitchhiking or chat from the backseat while I drive.

For those of you who know me and the fact that my main form of i.d. is still my passport, that last one is a metaphor, and shut up.