Those whom we surround with hatred, surround us;
and so it goes with love.
Love surrounds those
who surround others with love.
The conflict begins and ends
with how you circumscribe yourself.
You see, hatred is fear tied to a soul …
love is letting go of the rope.
We are weary of strife and long for love.
To be moved at all by words of love,
is an ember of hope in darkened hearth,
waiting for a breeze to raze the flame again.