Here is a reading of the poem Love Anyway, in the final pages of my book, Radioactive Painting.
Love Anyway
(Written in isolation, June 15th, 2013)
You are afraid.
Love anyway.
You are alone.
Love anyway.
You don’t know how things will turn out.
Love anyway.
There is no burden:--financial, health, future or past--so great that you can’t
Love anyway.
No burden is lightened by your fear or worry.
Love anyway.
No relationship is healed by anger, resentment, withdrawal.
Love anyway.
You are not sure what to do or say.
Love anyway.
Even here—in this place of distress.
Even now—in this time of uncertainty.
You, my friend, you are being called to
Love anyway.