hey,
do you see that person over there?
the one you think is
quiet and weird
they have a story
that you don’t know
oh, and that person, over there
the one you think is
obnoxious and wrong
they have something to offer
that you can’t see
maybe you should walk over there,
start a respectful conversation
and then listen
because
you will always
learn the most
from the people
over there
i’m convinced
that Something Divine
breathed magic
into us, our relationship
something sacred has been there
from the start
even before we began
stitching our lives together
i’m grateful
when i think back
on the firsts
of our embraces
because that fire
forged the place
i now call
my permanent home,
that safe space
within your arms
we share memories
experiences
and a passion for each other
that defies logic and reason
when you consider
how different we are
but i think
we’re the best kind of love story
when teens talk
of passion
and of knowing
their love is real
the world rolls its eyes
but time gifts a union like ours
validity and respect
i’m glad we kept going
when we were young,
that we loved and fought
for us, our relationship
in spite of the world
and its skeptical eye-roll
somehow we knew
early on
that a lifetime together
was ours for the taking
because of you
i know what
companionship
intimacy
forgiveness
and safety
feel like
because of you
I get to experience
rare,
mature love
I see the lines deepening
on our faces
and I wonder
how has this happened so fast?
it’s all so beautiful
and brief
together,
we are something special
complex but simple
just a lovely brushstroke
on the canvas of humanity
on an original painting
by Something Divine
god,
grant me the serenity
to accept the people
i cannot change
(everyone else)
the courage
to change
the person
i can
(myself)
and the wisdom
to remember
this truth
amen
it's true
the degree to which you open your heart
is the degree to which you can hurt
but don't be a coward
throw yourself open
be vulnerable
and greedy
gather all the love
you can possibly hold
in the basket of your heart
then, if life takes it away
embrace the waves of grief
that will surely come
scatter the remaining petals
of your love
on each oceanic swell
until the surges subside
and become gentle
with your heart
once more
yes,
to gather love
is to be brave
and wild,
but wise
know this:
hurt never lasts
beyond life
but love does
so, pick up your basket
return to the fields
and harvest some love
again
