Love

I know love

I know its soft center

like the shyness of a child

waking from a dream

I know love

the bold strokes of truth

when no one wants to speak

in honest sentences

I am blessed to know love

and drink its life-giving nectar

which nourishes every cell of my being

filling me with light and goodness

I know love

because I have faced the darkness

and did not succumb