Love is spirit incarnate: powerful, courageous, and splendid. It is light in dark times, a spring in dry times, a fire in cold times, and a gathering of allies in the fearful and questioning times. It is not ignorant of consequences or uncaring of effects. And, it is passionate and disciplined, wild and domesticated, a demanding task and a delightful play … a paradox, a presence with many faces.
Then Silence
will gather all the words
within itself,
the graves will return
in the ocean of eternity.
And every word
that has been spoken
about peace and love
will be recognized
like a bright light
by that spirit
that has come to rest.