If I call myself Beloved I cannot trade my life for trinkets. I must not pursue more than my due. I may not treat my body like a dumpster. If I call the stranger Beloved I cannot smash his head with a bat. I must remove my hand from his pocket. I may not force myself on his wife. If I call the earth Beloved I cannot mine her oceans. I must not poison her air. I may not abuse her wildlife. I become one with the moth on the screen, the mouse in its nest, the hawk in the sky.