Where was your love today?
Mine was in the eyes of a small toddler who stared, enraptured, at Taylor as he played guitar outside. It was in the astonishing blending of nine male voices, singing about love and God and being blessed. My love was in the gaping eyes and wobbly head of Melody's six-week-old niece, opening her newborn self to the world. It was wrapped up in the warm sunshine, in the exuberant blue sky and white clouds.
tell me -- where was your love today?
You're brilliant.
ReplyDeleteMy love was that birds singing was the first thing I heard this morning.