Beloved Be, Our

Beloved be the one who recognizes themself in another,
the one who sleeps under the stars
the one who stubs their toe
the one who forgot their dreams

Beloved be the one who stands up,
the one who marries and screams
the one who sneezes more than once
the one who emerges from the deep end

Beloved be the one who has eyes,
the one who makes their bed
the one who hides
the one who has regret

Beloved be the one who will not salute
the one who cannot afford taxes
the one who took their thoughts and ran
the one who bailed the rest from the well

Beloved be the one whose story ends when the alarm clock calls
Beloved be the one with infinite loneliness
Beloved be the one stuck, spinning slightly.