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Life is a Gift/Love is a Verb

We don’t get to walk without wounds,

Or talk with words that have not been forged and shaped in the crucible of suffering.


Yet, still,

Life is a gift,

And love is a verb.


Fragile,

Yet beautiful.

Delicate,

Yet unwavering.


We don’t get to run without a limp,

Or dream and hope without the risk of weeping and being wounded.


Yet, still,

Life is a gift,

Love is a verb.


Strong,

Yet vulnerable.

Powerful,

Yet self-giving.


We don’t get to dance without grief,

Or sing without a refrain of lament and loss.


Yet, still,

Life is a gift,

Love is a verb.


To walk,

Talk,

Run,

Dream,

Hope,

Dance,

and Sing.


The sweet embrace of Life,

The sweet embrace of Love.

Life is a gift,

Love is a verb.


-Swales



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