to be believing

played with the thought…
“I am already eternally at rest, at peace with today
for tomorrow is forever”

if infinity is the accumulation of love
then what came before me
and what comes after
are like two arms, embracing

so what should cause me to fear?
not what can or could
a lot of things would
but what should?

who I am
who I was
who I will become
is already too big to trap
to hide away, forgetting

this is mysterious…

let the curious critique
but let them stay curious

a loving reality is ours
if we are willingly receiving

I hope to avoid misinterpretation
by calling back to divinity
but acknowledging love is trusting the same
anyone who desires love
is already believing

what is love?
the greatest friendship

and what is a friend?

a friend is comfort for sadness
a safe place for grieving

a friend is encouragement in despair
persistence in suffering

a friend carries when weak
patient when recovering

a friend is the stalwart
“You’ll have to go through me first”
protectively discerning

this is the Spirit of the thing

for anyone unsure of their capacity for love
friendship seemingly evading
the more we let ourselves wait
no longer running but perceiving
we’ll see our hearts as pure instead of misleading

it’s why we find nature’s beauty compelling
creatures awe-inspiring and worth nurturing
structures of existence endlessly discovering

maybe this is what was meant:
“blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God”
so I will return to my heart and keep believing