where each ramification of love
is a room.
Each one
with its own mess,
light and darkness.
They all deserve to be explored
fully,
and many I have barely scratched
the surface of,
barely touched
its gloom.
Yet I know what I
am here learning,
and that is its great beauty -
if that is the human's nothing more
to be here for,
may we look at it for what it is
and value the caress and cut
of every yes and every but
in its breeze.
27/07/2020
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