Is there a kind of spiritual snobbery
that masquerades as ‘being content’
while withholding from Life?
Can I truly be happy without
Abundance,
without the relational exchanges
in this currency
of Love,
in this current that carries me
to unknown destinations,
that gathers and sweeps all the conditions
I might place on Love
into a mighty stream
of i n f i n i t e p o s s i b i l i t i e s
i n f i n i t e
i n f i n i t e
i n f i n i t e p o s s i b i l i t i e s