THE TRUTH OF LOVE

Love just is.

Like an open hand, it lets the bird fly freely, not holding

tight to keep the beauty of the bird for itself.

Love is the reward, the gift.

True undonditional love does not decompose or stop

where flesh meets flesh.

Active, not passive, it seeks to embrace the soul.

Love won't push a river, change its course or stay the flow.

Love can experience the majesty ... swift currents, depths

and shallows, the song of the river and stil be love.

Bubbling from a fathomless place, the source is unlimited.

Once reaching that source, love just continues,

no matter what.

Love is the reason, the truth.

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Judith Corole 1998

Horizon Art