choose love

stand in love
like that lone tree
flowing in her abundance
of stripped branches
and flowers, roots and leaves;
stay in love
like that vast ocean,
resting in the rhythm
of her tides,
and her many shades of blue;
die in love
like the fragrant earth,
singing softly,
even as she is stabbed
by the unrelenting strikes of rain;
be love
like the invisible wind
who carries everything
without choosing,
allowing herself to be moved
even as she moves;
choose love
like the colours
in an artist's palette,
as they streak across the empty canvas
with their boldness;
love it all,
as you bring down walls
like your rumpled hair
untied,
playing with skin
and wind and earth
and water,
anyhow,
anywhere,
anytime.