Inexorable
Jun 27, 2021
What if Love is a law, set in motion before the foundation of the world, and anything not Love, which confuses and distracts, needs healing, and what if our struggling to be free of our belief in limitation is like trying to put an ocean inside a tea cup?
What if we have always been free, but fell under the spell of some powerful anxiety? What will we say Yes to, when we welcome our inexorable liberty?
LBM 6/27/2021 (because I’ve never used the word ‘inexorable’ in a poem before).
