When I die
I know I shall
Go back home
To love
For love is what
I am made of
And love
Is what my soul is always
Is always dreaming of
Love is
The gravitational force
Which
Holds the Universe
Together
All else is only
An illusion
A passing dream
That twisted minds make solid
And turn into ‘reality’
Upon a projection screen
And so the lack of love
Is really
A travesty
A falling away
From the truth of existence
That we begin
And end our journey here
Embraced by love
For when we die
We shed the dried out husks
That keep the truth of love
Obscured from us

This is so deep and poignant ππ
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Bless you I worked on this one for quiet a while..always so lovely to have your feedback. π¦
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well I can tell you it was worth your efforts. The pleasure is all mine:)
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This is so wonderful x
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