Arm of Love

How powerful it has proven itself to find this most recent,

Purest form of love. 

One that makes an entire life of bad seem right,

One that inspires mighty aspirations. 

Love so strong that upon stumbling into it,

I can't help but to forgive everyone who has ever been malice toward me.

As though I now have some deeper form of compassion for the fact that they,

Having surely not found it have a scapegoat of sorts,

That anything less than this magnificent bliss would be sheer,

utter terribleness.

Deeply empathetic meshed with present moment fulfillment gracing them warrant of their terrible behavior. 

How sincerely grateful I am, for even a glint in time, to be gifted as though, I'm worthy.