Love

Love is not all you need.

Not a feeling you latch on.

Not a passing cloud on the sky of your emotions.

Not a prize to get that makes everything worth while.

If I get love, then I will be whole.

If I feel love, then I will have lived.

But where are You?

Show love where to find you.

Forge the tools of truth from the fire in your belly,

cool it in the thirst of your heart,

sharpen it in the corners of your mind,

then when love comes knocking,

your hands may unlock the door.

And if you’re gonna Love,

Love how

The Dark loves the Light

The Sky loves the Sea

The Sun loves the Moon

Apart yet always togather

The Sun lights up the Moon, and the Moon makes the Sun the center of the world.

Maybe when we sleep, they laydown side by side, in the field beyond knowing, past the valley of understanding, where only the word reaches.

That’s where Love may find you too, and then its Truth will knock down the chains of all your fears and you will see who loved You first.