We are merely a causal chain of events that led us here.  You in your anger me in my frustration yet between that is understanding and the ability to ease suffering.  True identity is revealed through honest connection and I offer hope in love amidst the hurt and fear, understanding of what brought you to where you are in front of me, and the trust in reciprocation of honesty in intent, support, and understanding.  We are many amongst one yet two among many who have weathered the storm and found ourselves and true direction.  My hope in inspiration and reception of support as we intermingle briefly before going about our day both as individuals and as connected beings in some unfathomable way I cannot comprehend.  Destiny.  Me in my understanding longing to offer comfort, you in your strength leading both seperately and together.  Your mastery apparent, your intellect refined, your honesty transparent.  Though identity is malleable I see you as a woman.  The winds may blow.  Me as myself a vision of success, I too need hope for it to be so.  Give me your hand, let us walk amongst the reeds of the Nile feet muddied by dirty water, or the hills of Montana hair buffeted by blowing wind.  In me find your purpose, your value, your hope.  In you I find understanding, connection, support.  The winds may blow.  My desire is true.  Of this I know yet a house is not built on desire alone.  Offer yourself as you have been, as you are, and have hope in who you will be.  Once you find your value, the greatest champion of time could not defeat you.  If you need to, find it in me.  I have hope in you, sweet thing.  Let me remit your anger.  As you throw it at me, let me offer love.  Your understanding is so deep.  I am truly amazed.  We will speak and the winds may blow.  What will be, will be.  I have hope in you, sweet thing.  Feel the hope in me.  Ahh you are so understanding.