I don't know what to believe
except for love made you and me
and someday dust is all we'll be
so let's keep singing.
Find your dreams and set them free
hold your heart and promise me
all the love that you need
you'll keep giving.
Invitation: What do you believe in? Write a poem or just journal about those deep truths you hold in your heart. Who planted them there? How have those beliefs blossomed over the years, in acts and initiatives, in dance and art, and in
songs and conversations? Where has it gone wrong? Where has it felt right? How might you honor the beliefs you still believe in, in your ever-giving life?
Keep me posted ❤️
Kurt
P.S. I believe in dancing 🕺🏼💃🏽