There is a gifting and a wounding in the exchange, the face-to-face. Singular treasure, jagged in its edges. Why does love hurt?
Bare arms exposed in grace embrace, now scarred.
Still, there is a gifting...
Gift continuing to be given
Kind intent behind
The tapestry of this jarring movement
Paradox of choosing received grace.
Life discernment overrides the judging.
Healing of love’s wounds and fresh kindness.
New treasure given in a face, which
Gives, uncovering itself,
An exposure, gift from private freedom,
Loosing our fettered fear, freeing
Bringing freshness from
The wild wonder world
Outside of us...