A swirling of words in my head came together in this poem. The “Be love” mantra helped not sweat the unimportant stuff today. After all, love really is all that matters. The mandala to go with the poem is love growing and radiating out.
Find what happiness is.
Find it in the quiet moments,
the simple things,
in what money cannot possibly buy.
Find it in love.
There is no fairness or justice,
To be loved,
you must be love-able.