Liv in a Life Well-Lived

Like fire Inside Slow burning And bright. Like water That falls Fast and fierce, From a height. Like wind Sweeping Both small and mighty Into flight. Like earth Solid, and firm, And extends Beyond sight. This is Love Measureless against the elements That makes us human and yet More powerful than Raze and rage, Or gale and blight.

A year ago An aging man stood under a flickering light In a bus stop void of people and suitcases. In his hand he held the promise of true love, both Buoyant and free Not knowing he is observed By two strangers who held the same hope and who Both turned around to find in the others’ eyes the image of a red heart-shaped balloon like a beacon guiding the lost through the night. -olivia