Love is something we find
Through our capacity to endure the dark
Love is something that life asks of us
When we have been hurt
By the wounds of others
Love is something we may lose the way to
In a world that never saw us
That made us feel
Through its ignorance or abandonment
That there was something wrong with us
When really we were just expressing
The pain that lived through us
Hate is what others show us
When they refuse to see
The ways in which we were scarred
Through no fault of our own
And then learned only to hurt ourselves
Love is what always calls to us
From deep inside the pain
Love is the only answer
To the pain and fear we carry
Is the only remedy
That will in the end
Set our wounded hearts
Free
(for Gerrard)
Emerging From The Dark Night 
Adore your finale last six lines,… very touching deb…Oh.. I’m listening to the ‘Kinks’ at the moment….. a bit of a fun track….
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Love the Kinks Ivor getting into the groove. ☺
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Yeah…. I’ve some of their vynils
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Sometimes, i am ot sure what love is, but I am cetain this is beautiful.
Hope you are well. You are always in my thoughts and prayers.
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That is so comforting Drew i am tired today but gratefuk to be alive.. Love has so many different manifestations but perhaps many of these come out of our deep soul longing to know what it truly is.. sending you wishes for a beautiful day.
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Thank you. ❤️
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