What if we fall in love too often with people

And not enough with life

What if we are not falling enough in love with ourselves

But falling in love with the idea of who we are with someone else

What if we could love experiences

Such as the beauty of the morning sky as the sun rises

What if we could love more the joy that this life could bring us

If we would just invite in that love to ourselves

What if we loved ourselves so immensely

That the power and pleasure that came from that could crack a mountain in half

Pupils releasing ink onto the white of eyes

Like when seeing a shooting star against a clear night sky

How in wonder we see great magnificence

To know that a love towards others

Can be greater if we find it within

To then feel it like a rumbling earthquake

From our feet up throughout the spine

Each vertebra tickling with connection, electricity

To love such beauty around us

Like charcoal from a drawing imbedded deep

Into ridges of hardened, weathered fingertips

Like the dirt of nature’s heavenly landscape

All this splendor I can never have with another

For I can share all this beauty

The experience that is life

But the love I have for it

I can truly hold up close

To my wide-open heart

Ball it up to carry with me

This love for me so that I can

Love all that is greater than myself