When love belongs to everyone
the current is strong,
pulling us under as if we've fallen
out of some spiritual canoe
to gestate in the waters of the universe.
When love belongs to everyone
the blemishes of our sins are erased
so that our flesh is as clear as new wine,
clean as the blade of a hatchet striking a sapling
for the first time.
When everyone belongs to love
we join our hands and stare joyfully into the faces
of our brothers with smiles that invite us to laugh
and into the faces of suffering
like all our sisters who need us
to cup our hands gently on their faces
and touch foreheads in forgiveness
for everything we cannot heal.
Together, in that loving kindness,
we release spirit into the universe
to fly mindlessly where we are needed the most.
current, canoe hatchet blemish gestate
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