If our source is love

Love is what gives rise to life

Even if some of us are born

From catacylsm

Surely the storms are meant

For our breaking open

As well as our deep cleansing

If love is an ocean

That we can never entirely escape

The healing force of

Then some of us may be

At times

Nearly entirely destroyed by the surge

Of the wave

And yet in our surrender to it

Lies our redemption

For if love is our source

How can we truly live our lives

Outside of it?