Tuesday, November 16, 2021

Present Heaven

 


Who am I to say I know

all the forms of love, or even think
that I would recognize them? Much less,
to place myself as expert, curator

Oh no, I'm here to see,
and gather what I can,
and hold the hope of tasting
something old or new of love
everywhere I turn

I will not try to catalog the infinite.
Instead, I will be glad to have been given
the faculty to see love in the ways I can,
which makes this puzzled earth
a present heaven.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 16, 2021

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