Rare Love

Agape-divine love.

The perfect love that guides us in climbing the ladder to reach above. Striving to feel, acquiring much appeal. Trapped in this body of matter. The fight couldn't be sadder. Impossible to even imagine, surrounded with impurities and constant negativities drowning in our thoughts.

Fighting off the endless darts that only agape can block.

In a rare moment of silence the brilliance shines through. In a glimpse we exist in the power behind it, sparking a flame, arousing us to go forward more profoundly fighting to withstand.

Shining for a moment before the body takes it away, weakening and overwhelming-what else must we pay? Anxiety slips in to deceive-

" just another moment please".

Noise chases the rare moment away with trifling agony, body resisting, restraining the love I search for daily. weary, but knowingly his love is always there lingering.

A touch of comfort we need to succeed in this journey.

Walking towards the beginning but floating in the ending. Created with true meaning, but the body resisting divine love- Agape, I finally know its in me, planted from the beginning-

sustaining till the end.

Why must it be a fight repeating? can't it be our love as one to overcome this deceiving? I guess we will know at the end of the ladder- so I'm told, if our love is worth its weight in gold.

"Only God has that answer".

I hope the scales tilt in our favor- for it would be the rarest moment we all will see

"just once indeed"