For the love of a tree,
she went out on a limb.
For the love of the sea,
she rocked the boat.
For the love of community,
she mended fences.
For the love of the stars,
she let her light shine.
For the love of a good time,
For the love of a good time,
she sowed seeds of happiness.
For the love of the Goddess,
she drew down the moon.
For the love of nature,
she made compost.
For the love of a good meal,
she gave thanks.
For the love of family,
she reconciled differences.
For the love of creativity,
she entertained new possibilities.
For the love of her enemies,
she suspended judgment.
For the love of herself,
she acknowledged her worth.
And the world was richer for her.
By Charlotte Tall Mountain
3 comments:
And I love it because it sounds like a writer describing YOU!!!
Beautiful. I love it too!
What a beautiful poem.
Where are you bloggin' momma?
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