Monday, September 21, 2020

When we say “love wins,” we mean it will.
We speak some ultimate truth,
with eyes that reach past the horizon 
over the dense treetops that
crowd out light from the forest floor,
follow the sun as it floods
far-off hillsides, imagining its splashy
yellow and juicy orange as it clings
to rain-soaked meadows, and 
feel its warmth at our backs
as it rises to end another night,
many mornings from now,slowly warming the chill and 
urging us forward: a spell
cast in open hearts, that much 
easier to entrance. To share.

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love notes
a ritual to start the work week