what do I want to say?

I ask myself

and I think about it

and I find there is so much

I want to say

that I cannot even begin

to say it

I want to say

that life is good

that life is painful

that life is joyful

that life is filled with grace

I want to say

that I am loved

that I am loving

I want to say

that I am filled with hate

and I pause

I am filled with hate?

do I really want to say that?

and I see that I do

for the things that are done

that grieve me

and the things that I do

that cause grief

are hateful

and fill me with hate

and hate is a strong word

and can only be conquered by love

and then I remember

that I am to love my neighbour

as I am to love myself

and in seeking after that love

the hate will be put in its place

at the feet of love

and I ask you to show me

how to love

that which I hate

and I want to say

that you are good

and that I believe in your love

and I want to say

that one day I believe

that your love

will win the day