All the words

[gleefulfreak.livejournal.com]

All the words have leaped into air like the cards
in Alice, like birds flying, forming, re-
forming, swerving and rising, and each word
says it is love. The cat says it is love.
It says, 'I am and I love.' And the fawn
in the forest who lost his name, he eats
from your hand. He tells you, 'My name is love.'
And all the White Knight's baggage rattles, and cries
it is love. And even the tiger-lily, even the rose
say only that they are themselves. And they say
they are love. All the little words say
they are love, the space in between, the link
and logic of love. And I can make no headway
in this heady grammar, and suddenly
and here, you are, I am, and we love.

-- Gillian Hanscombe & Suniti Namjoshi

Comments

[trippettarue.livejournal.com]

beautiful

[slackerlindog.livejournal.com]

I. love. it.

[annie-beemer.livejournal.com]

Aww. Nice :)