my love song is for
my brain and places
if you wanted to
come for the ride
i would guess that’s fine
but i am love
the trees are love
the roots on the river
through the rocks, slanting
their trees, are especially love
im here for hope
shining and self evident
coming through cracks
in what you think this is
and who you are
and what they taught us
but what i know
is white light
that circles and pulses
and shone, shines,
will continue shining
i am love
you could be love
but you must come to the quiet
waiting for what
you thought you wanted
to be naught, not even thought.