Threat Level

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(a poem)

There is no threat 
to self 
in treating others,
in seeing others,
in honoring others
as independent 
selves 
worthy of 
being seen,
worthy of
being accepted,
worthy of 
being loved
as they are
beautifully,
magnificently,
fully
human.  

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