Well, obviously,
love was formed to be inhabited  –
it is my place
to step into it, full weight,
full stride,
to inhabit love with the confidence
of one who owns it –
all its wondrous infinite acres –
to take in its delights,
to bring in its full harvest,
to share its bounty endlessly,
hold nothing back.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 16, 2020