Sunday, January 30, 2011

Antiphonal Reading #564

Love is not concerned
with whom you pray
or where you slept
the night you ran away
from home.
Love is concerned
that the beating of your heart
should kill no one.
-- Alice Walker
Found in "Singing the Living Tradition," available on

When my heart beats, does it hurt another? When it loves, or tries to love, it certainly seems that way sometimes. Why should I not be allowed to love whom I love because we share a sex or a gender? Why should the beating of my heart, racing and swelling against my chest in pride of who I am threaten who you are?

It doesn't.

My heartstrings have no effect on your own, unless our heartstrings are entangled. I do not love those who are opposed to my pride. I will cut the heartstrings of those who try to restrict who I can love and when I can love and why I may love.

If you would use my words for hate, you should not read them. My only hate is for the ignorance of others who refuse to open their eyes to see the light. My only hate is for their fingers and hands that they cover their eyes with, and their ears, and their mouths.

While I understand the desire to hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil, I must ask how you know what evil is if you won't open your mind to understand it?