Plenty

Imagine a world
in which everyone
had enough,
no-one had more
than enough,
and everyone knew
their own enoughness. 

Entirety

There is a wild and devastating love
that cares only for our wholeness.
 
 (It is loam and tears and
all the things I thought love wasn’t,
and it has laid me bare,
taken me apart, piece by tiny piece,
and it was this that I always wanted.)
 
It will make you think
you are losing your mind
and most probably your life, too,
but it has had enough of us
sheltering in the shadows.
 
This wild and devastating love
will no longer stand for
anything less than entirety.