let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
pick up the pieces
the pieces of love that we find
this chorus by the brothers frantzich resounded earlier this week as i drove up the highway -
the car battery’s small workout in these covid times of nowhere-going
i must’ve heard this song long ago when i first purchased the CD
but it has been ages, and the lyrics embolden me now when i need them most
tears visit me too, cascade down my cheeks
let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
pick up the pieces
the pieces of love that we find
and suddenly i am going somewhere:
i see brightly colored fragments
shiny, glistening, confetti-like
strewn across the asphalt
with each piece that’s gathered
the goodness multiplies
the more i look the more i see
a sea of swelling compassion
gratitude
service
kindness
joy, even
the chorus comes again, and my whole being reverberates
let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
pick up the pieces
the pieces of love that we find
and the vivid bits are everywhere now
exquisite gifts, pearly gems, golden ribbons
a multi-hued palette, wet brush, paper ready to receive
forest trees dancing, mosses brightening, birds and coyotes and rabbits and deer arriving
i hear nothing but pick up the pieces of love as my windshield becomes the movie screen
where beautiful humans -
in harmony and undivided -
dance toward, swim with, rally around
being to being to being
and all the other living ones
as nature joins in too
a kaleidoscope of awe-inspiring actions
and it is a many-textured, multicolored
gleaming mass of Earth inhabitants flowing in service to
the other
they are the pieces of love
picking up one another
let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
pick up the pieces
the pieces of love that we find
come on, let’s gather the pieces
reweave the threads
of unconditional love
and share it one to the other
