To Have









May faith

Be a thing of muscles;

Fit to endure weight

Of every obstacle

That makes it stronger.






May hope

Be a thing of height:

Unfazed by mountains,

Always wanting to kiss the sky,

Ever present at sunrise.






May kindness

Be a thing of light:

Gets a free ride with the wind,

Touching everyone,

Even grasses are deserving.






May love

Be a thing of volume

That hate could not cope

Nor, antipathy could take a hold—

Speaks no if and but, just because.






These coddle joy: To have with no remorse.

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