love was formed to be inhabited -
it is my place
to step into it, full weight,
full stride,
to inhabit love with the confidence
of one who owns it -
all its wondrous infinite acres -
to take in its delights,
to bring in its full harvest,
to share its bounty endlessly,
hold nothing back.
©Wendy Mulhern
December 16, 2020
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