What if the mightiest word is love, love beyond marital, filial, national. Love that casts a widening pool of light. Love with no need to preempt grievance. In today's sharp sparkle, this winter air, anything can be made, any sentence begun. On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp -- praise song for walking forward in that light.Elizabeth Alexander
from Praise Song for the Day
I continue in my quest to know this. Not just to use the word gratuitously...nor lightly.
I continue to find in me the seed of Love that will allow me to love beyond understanding or measure. Not because. Not in spite of.
That is mighty, indeed.