Fear or Love?
Fear takes up all the space that love is trying to fill.
Love is an ocean. Full of possibility and waves.
Fear begs for a magician who can alter what is.
Love is the rain streaming down our windows. Tiny deep breaths that tell us to rest.
Fear is a lawyer gathering evidence to win.
Love is the awakening of stretchy arms and eyes barely open on Sunday morning.
Fear is a movie projector bringing live action to false events.
Love is luscious music that creates worlds in worlds.
Fear is a tired old blanket without nostalgia.
Love is an endless supply, a river for a toe or full immersion.
What if we turned our hearts to love? V. Tate
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