Love is in the waiting.
Joy is in the surprise.

In gratitude, you’ll find hope.

Yesterday I saw you hear me.
Your eyes were big, brown.
Taking in what I was sending out.

It feels like my heart finally split.
Cracked for a while,
But with a full view and forgiveness, the levy let go into something more soft.

With more space to see and love. More room to receive and take in.

Open, but still cautious of when to weave up.