As with pretty much everyone else on the planet, I’m over the moon about Obama becoming president. I have all the same reasons to hope as everyone else: hope for human rights, hope for a reinstatement of science and environmental awareness, hope for a decent supreme court justice or two… and one more besides – the poetic company he keeps.
Some live by “Love thy neighbor as thy self.”
Others by “First do no harm”, or “Take no more than you need”.
What if the mightiest word is love, love beyond marital, filial, national. Love that casts a widening pool of light. Love with no need to preempt grievance.
In today’s sharp sparkle, this winter air, anything can be made, any sentence begun.
So this is a president who might reflect on the question “What if the mightiest word is love?” – I don’t know about you, but that stirs my hope.