Let it be love.
I know
But will I ever learn
That love is not meant to be protected
It is not meant to be stolen away and kept in a box
Safe from the elements
It is to be displayed
Proudly and yes, perhaps vulnerably
It is a light that needs space to shine;
It will keep shining
Brighter and brighter
Like a goldfish, it grows to suit its home
Or shrinks
So let it grow
Open the box
Unfold the thing you've kept so neatly
And let it spread
Let it offer warmth
Let it be love.
~Kalli Frissell~
