Love  usually shows up

and seems to be begging

for mercy, 

sometimes for itself (oddly enough),

most often though, love shows up

with comfort and compassion

and then with an invitation

to try again

to get comfortable

with making your way

lovingly through

all of these unknowns

called life…

mercy, mercy, me

(read that as you will, of course)

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