Writer Between Worlds

speaking about love: 
do not delay cupping your 
hands to receive its 

miraculous snow, 
soft and calm; also do not 
delay showering it 

on someone else. what 
better things have you got to 
do in this world? the 

only thing worse than 
being unloved is having 
nobody to love. 

life is a glint of 
light in the dark vastness, a 
fleeting explosion. 

so tarry not in 
the cold dimness, come, leap out, 
wear halos of joy.