If we get it right then
life amounts to this:
We come from love
we seek love
we create love
we share love
we are loved
we are missed.
The roses that line
the path of this
Hero's Journey
will vary in vibrance
from bud to bloom
to withering crisp
of a memory.
And the thorns
that snag and scratch
along the way
will range from
fresh and thick
to dry and sharp
to shattered.
And each of these states
provide the contrast needed
to live deeply in the next.
Love out loud
and live love
in all its forms for
Love is our legacy.
Poet, writer, photographer and slightly distracted day-dreamer who muses on (gestures at everything) from the petty to the profound. On a semi-serious, fully earnest search for meaning in the mayhem.
Perimenopausal, melanin-deprived, irony-enhanced recovering perfectionist Type A+ millennial woman. She balances the ever-continuing quest to Know Better/Do Better, with the distinct ego-death of parenting a smart, full-throated child who was raised to know the power of her voice. Mothering a teen means catching a side-eye in almost every interaction. Diana navigates the minutiae of everyday life through seeking the magical in the mundane. Follow along and laugh with her as the world flames out!
