what’s done in love
for oneself, for others
for the trees, the bees
or any simple thing
is rarely wrong
because from any angle
even our greatest qualms
have meaning
have truth
and are simply
consequence
of being
messy, miraculous
and wholeheartedly
human




I love the idea of "what's done in love is rarely wrong." I really needed to hear that today. My humanness is feeling extra messy lately so thank you for the loving words of wisdom.