No grieving
here, not today.
Today, love.
Love in
rapture, rupture, chaos.
If not in
presence, then in imaginings.
When every
possible end has been exhausted,
Love
impossibly.
Let it
demolish your temples,
All your
safe places.
Give it
everything.
Stand and be
destroyed,
For the
destruction love brings
Is a holy
completeness,
7 x 7 x 7,
A divine and
fiery touch.
Burn
willingly,
Knowing it
may never rebuild you.
Hope if you
must –
By all
means, hope –
But love
owes no debts.
It just is.
And it will always be.
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