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.