Whispers into the ether
*i am happy you are free*
My heart rejoices in the freedom of yours
So this is what love is
To experience joy at your joy
Even when your joy is born in part of being utterly free
Of me
I don’t care
Whatsoever
So this is what love is
To listen to your heavy heart, to hold it in mine
When my existence is one of the chains on your ankle
I am at once the weight you carry, and the knife that sets you free
In this is the magic of love
It erases the edges of me that would hurt you
Turns me into a river
Wild, free, and flowing
Soothing to the ears
Smoothing the rocks, the sharp edges of life
Slowly seeping life giving droplets
Through the dark soil
Feeding the roots
Of the tree of life
The Eye of the Needle 