Cosmic Love

We thought we knew– in the womb, tied
into the heartbeat, tied
into the grumble of a belly, tied
into muffled voices– the totality of love and being.

We thought we knew– after the first fall, first
cut of skin and blood, first
tumble down stairs, when our parents
picked us up for hugs– the totality of love and being.

We thought we knew– when, with hormones
coursing through our veins
some young thing looked into us
with such longing– the totality of love and being.

We thought we knew when touched, in prayer, by God,
in first meditation, in Cathedral, between tears
of impossible life-long promise, in the wiggle
in the eyes of our offspring.

The heart keeps alighting, igniting,
then opening up to larger truths, to possibilities,
to newer and newer peace, to others, to each.
(And we thought we knew).

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