It’s funny how benign some acts of ignorance feel

When there is love at the centre.

And how harmful they are

When there isn’t.

It is not intention but love

Free, open, vulnerable love

Without defences

Vast and senseless

Honest and carefree

That makes room for difficult conversations.

When love is at the centre of a relationship

It is strong enough to contain all the complexities of the world

Gently dancing barefoot in the woods

Following the sunshine

After a rough night

Trusting that holding hands, we can make it.