Love

The invisible glue of the Universe
That keeps our souls aglow.
It's pure and gentle, enveloping you.
With it you are never alone.

No conditions, no limits,
Accepting it all,
Connecting with powerful heart.
Love is the way the source still flows
Into us - as it did from the start.

Love is the little girl's tears when
She sees a bird that has died.
Love is the mother's embrace to a son
Who has run away and come back.
Love is flooding your being now
At the thought of someone you lost.
Love is when an old husband says:
Darling, I wish you'd go first.

Love is to rise beyond oneself
To feel the communion of ALL.
Love is knowing we are all One
And have NEVER been cut from the Whole.