No. 385: I will stay

I will stay awake
And let
My Heart
Stretch

Til it FEELS
The pain of loss

And the pain it must take
To make
Someone kill

Voice
Body
Heart
(no matter the color of Love)

Will create in Me a Vessel

A heaven-shaped infinite well
That's large enough to hold
Every story of hell

As it dissolves into tears
Into empathic, fluid Truth:
The messy, real stuff of Authenticity
Which does not stop
At fear.

THIS is Life.  THIS is Love.  THIS is From the Heart Singing.

In infinite Memory of all those suffering attacks of hatred.  Love wins.  On(e)ly Love.