Don’t Stop Believing

How about a test to measure basic human kindness…

Photo by Adrienne Holton on Unsplash

Last night I dreamed

that a mythical, tiny, delicate

creature

with wings,

waved her

magic wand

over my head and

presented me with a gift.

She called it a task

of the mind

and the heart.

In my palm, she placed

a flat and strange-looking object.

Less than half the size

of a tiny memo book.

Weighing no more than

a couple of ounces.

Silver in color,

lacking any other

visible markings.

She told me to conceal it

in my pocket

and have it with me

wherever I roamed.

It worked, she said,

for distances up to

one million feet.

Silently it calculates the goodness,

the kindness in people.