Love Will Win

it is strange
i sense that
everything is changing again

i see possible futures
splintering off
in different directions

i see how time is not a straight line
more of a river
meandering through the stars

we are in motion
waves
almost breaking
never reaching shore

we drift blindly through life
yet all our guesswork
only leads to greater confusion

steer by the stars
with the inner compass of intuition
and compassion to guide you

keep alert for hidden clues
stop weaving and watch
how the pattern improves*

Let things flow
and act when you know
and Love will win
Love will surely win

*stop weaving and watch how the pattern improves is a line from Rumi