Because my mind has bonded with my heart,
I can see the shapes and colors of anxiety;
I can read lines on faces,
the shifting positions of the body,
the movement of the eyes,
feelings and tones of voices.

I respond.

My body becomes a mirror that reflects.
My eyes become a portal to another world
that exists in the soul behind my eyes.
My beating heart says I care and understand.
I can be trusted with your deepest fears,
the sorrow behind your painful experiences,
the hopes buried within your fragile dreams.

And we begin the dance of empathy,
where our hands join and minds become one,
for a moment of peace in a lifetime of turmoil.