Beyond Physicality
Love is the power to move mountains;
then; tumble them level to the ground;
Love created, ever flowing fountains;
with raindrops of life, falling down.
Love wasn’t meant to be a thought or feeling;
it’s an exquisite, creative, energy power;
its strength sends great mountains reeling;
its delicacy created the flower.
Love is the Artist; addressing his canvas;
his brush; dripping with paint;
transforming the mundane into grandness;
and, the bizarre into the quaint.
Love isn’t really anything physical, at all;
it’s the energy that makes us cry;
always there; to pick us up; when we fall;
and, bring us home, when we die.
Love is awareness and Consciousness;
a reality of Father and Son;
Teacher of Truth and Righteousness;
the bonding, of all, into one.
Physical love; a holographic presentation;
of the bonding of minds together;
eternal love; the picture of salvation;
Love was meant to live forever.
Love grows the grasses in the Spring;
collects the leaves, in the Fall;
in all seasons; Love can do anything;
for, Love is the Lord of All.
Monty 8/19/23. # 1,747