This Is What Love Does And Continues

We Are All The Same ... All The Same... Longing To Find Our Way Back ... Back To The One ... Back To The Only One!

Love Is Not Written On Paper, For Paper Can Be Erased. Nor Is It Etched On Stone, For Stone Can Be Broken. But It Is Inscribed On A Heart And There It Shall Remain Forever.

This Torture Why Should We Tell You Our Love Stories When You Spill Them Together Like Blood In The Dirt? Love Is A Pearl Lost On The Ocean Floor, Or A Fire We Can’t See, But How Does Saying That Push Us Through The Top Of The Head Into The Light Above The Head? Love Is Not An Iron Pot, So This Boiling Energy Won’t Help. Soul, Heart, Self. Beyond And Within Those Is One Saying, How Long Before I’m Free Of This Torture!

The Satiated Person And The Hungry One Do Not See The Same Thing When They Look Upon A Loaf Of Bread.

Love Is The Soul's Light, The Taste Of Morning, No Me, No We, No Claim Of Being.