Do not mistake my tears for weakness
Do not misconstrue my equanimity as inaction
Peace is not the absence of conflict
Stillness is not indifference
Newton's Third Law of Motion nails the truth
I refuse to fuel the fire of hate.
No, love can be quiet, is patient, its grace easily overlooked
It needs no defense or offense
for it knows nothing is beyond it
It moves without need of a microphone, or guns or even words
no, love needs nothing, for love
finds itself in all things
in fact, that is how you can tell it is love
for of what could it even be afraid?
Let me move as love, let me hold as love
let me be as love
dauntless, curious, open-spaced,
even if I am mistaken for what I am not.
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