steeped. to be immersed in something so that it is re-created. 
green tea leaves steeped in water=my morning joy. 

as a child i was steeped system during the school year, language and math
in the summer it was dreams as i played outside from dawn to dusk

as a new wife it was making him better and being the woman i should be

as a mom it was the boys. who are they ? and how to help them be all they are to be

in the suburbs it is: our home,where safety is the key. 

when had less it was surviving, when i had more it was thriving.

when it is spiritual life it is sacrifice and service that is His key.

I love this world He has steeped me in, one where hope and life flows free, one where people act out as they seem to be made to be. where they focus on what to give, not to get. where they love without an agenda for a net. where help is given to one who is dying or in pain. one where emotions are as physical, both in need, both feel pain. there are so many causes and places in this world trying to steep it in love. 

this is not a poem. there are causes and need based organizations by the million out there all lead by people with a passion for more to this life. you must look deeper. you must look beyond the norm. through the consumerism cloud. 

to the way humans are made to be

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