The finest particles of your body,
substratum of each atom,
molecule and cell,
are simply waves of love.
To hear this is only a poem.
To taste it is the nectar
of a boundless smile,
liberation from fear, relief
from cynicism and anger.
Something in you expands
and says "Yes" to this.
Something contracts and says "No."
It is the only choice that matters:
Be what is expanding.
Even your tears must laugh and sing.