Friday, January 13, 2012

Love Is

Love is a funeral pyre.

Love is awareness.

Love is interdependency.

Love breaks you down, beats you to a pulp, takes away everything, and leaves you alone to emerge, reluctant, on your own two feet, carrying nothing but a flame of truth.

Love forces you to have courage on your own.

Love is a tear.

Love is a song, a timeless melody.

Love does not care about your stories, your complaints or your hesitations.

Love says go, now.

Rise, now.

Tear down the walls, now.

Burn through illusion, now.

Open your eyes, now.

Go boldly, now.

Breathe deeply, now.

You are safe, now.

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