This love,
light igniting,
vision clearing,
hearing, sharpening
I remember my own name, Love.

This love,
beautiful as tree bark 
delicate as the spider webs bejeweled in dew.

This love,
capturing the attention 
of God in sunlight
and water.

This love,
will kill us or heal us-
regardless, we will meet again 
in the next life, as we did in this.