Poem (Evening Poetry, April 5)

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From Rhythms and Roads by Victoria Erickson

To me, love isn't the opposite of hate.
It's the opposite of fear.
Maybe we can burn away fear
using love as the flame.
Maybe we can consciously hold that burn
any time fear attempts to return.
Maybe we can become 
the very fire itself.