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Elizabeth Browning



Monday, June 1, 2015

Love in the Debris

When you have found the courage
To marry forgiveness.

You will have found the courage
To marry
Love
                                              Hafiz
____________________________________

the heart
is a restless hunter
it seeks to find
love

not frail love
as in roses and
wine

but love as in compassion
and generosity,
acceptance
of the poorest of the poor

love in the dirt
the debris
of lives disintegrated

but love cannot be found
without forgiveness

we must forgive who they are
we must forgive
who we are
we must see all through the sacred lens

for beneath it all
there is truly no
we
and
they
we are all children
of
the Sacred

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