❝[I know our wounds are deep as the Atlantic.]
But every ocean has a shoreline
and every shoreline has a tide
that is constantly returning
to wake the songbirds in our hands,
to wake the music in our bones,
to place one fearless kiss on the mouth of that brave river
that has to run through the center of our hearts
to find its way home.❞

❝All that is wild is tamed by love—
and the beloved (wildness) that once was loved.❞