A Feeling
All my life I was told that love was a feeling.
They explained that when I experience it and discover it on my own, I'll know that'll be true and consistent. They said, I had to be found by love or one day I'd find love, myself.
For so many years, I went into the world searching for it. I looked high and low. I went to and fro. I've been in and out. And, I don't think I've ever found what I was looking for. Actually, I'm lying or conveying my message wrong.
To be honest, I don't think I've found true love outside of myself. No, see what I was searching for had been inside of me all along, never lost. I had discover it's truth and origin by observing. Love has a nature of it's own.
See, love is an experience that you must go through within this life. It is a life force that has always been, will always be, and can not change nor die. Love in itself is a vital component to existence and it's own resource and currency to the human form. Love is a giver that gives and receives without question.
Love is a vibration that is felt, a flow that moves, a matter that shifts and shapes but it's essence never changes. It just is what it is. Love can be seen with the eye, heard with the ear, processed in the mind, felt in that heart, and tasted in many ways. Love can be found within the four corners of the world, though it has never lost. Love is a mystery to those who have never known it's power and majesty, though it is revealed in plain sight amongst us.
Love is a force that can not be reckoned with, it will never change and always remain pure, consistent, honest, and true. Love has the ability uplift spirits, heal the broken, fix problems, bridge gaps, end wars, and create new life. Love is a person, love is in places, and love is in things. Love can be had, Love can be held, and Love can be lost.
Yet, it always remains, for it is us that moves away from it but, Love continues to cling to us. And, for those who still question the legitimacy, capacity, and relevancy of what I've explain; let me ask you this - if love was not real and had no place amongst us - what is the gravitational pull causing us to want, need, and desire it so bad without a cause?
Why would we crave something hidden, forbidden, and unknown? Could it be, we used to know but have forgotten it's place? Oh how sweet it is, to know and be loved, especially by him who is love, regardless. Jesus.
