 Thank you, and thank you for being here on such a lovely day, and to show my gratitude I would like to read a poem. Kindness. Kindness. You do not need to see the bottom to know the lake is full. You do not need to count the stars to know there is no limit to the world. Distracted through the day by our fears and loves and sorrows, we are a part of that which has no center, the thread that quilts our lives together. An overflow of kindness surrounds us from the day we are born. Set adrift on a breathable sea of light and air, powered by the tides of the sun, and endowed with seamless growth and sleep's repair. Our share in life is kindness. It is kindness that we share whether we breathe it in or breathe it out. We walk through time united by this. Kith or kin, we are all the same kind, and if we wish to tithe the lot that we receive, we need to be reminded to endure and forbear to not be eaten by our anger or diminished by our despair. Thank you.