the truth told

I believe in love, first and last. I believe it is a wield-able force, and that I can harness it by submission.
I imagine, in my brighter moments, that love is beyond religion and anger and misunderstanding and boundaries and by connecting to it purely, we can connect to one another in spite of the religion and anger and misunderstanding and boundaries.
The devastation of circumstances is a mountain-top view through the eyes of love.
All of a sudden it becomes clear that the truth told fully is love, it is only for the teller to become ready.
On distant parts of earth are scattered the keepers of my heart. How expansive is love!