like suspicion, inhibition and other marital woes?
Why can a day not just pass
without the thought of another's lows?
Why is it that the world matters more
than what one can do to hold it all close?
How is it that love becomes less than
what an unknown universe unfolds?!
Think! Oh! Silly heart. It is all in your grasp -
your love, your life, your moments that clasp
every tenderness, all that joy
to hold and behold...
It's your Kingdom, fool.
Sit back and bask!