what is love?
11-O1-23
A continuous reflection, an evolving definition...
Love is complete presence.
Love is total acceptance.
Love is seeng things as they are,
not how we want them to be.
Love is radical honesty.
Love is trust.
Love is respect.
Love is open communication.
Love is holding on.
Love is letting go.
Love is this tiny sliver of a life.
Love is the infinite expanse of the universe.
Love is our parents
and all the mistakes that they made.
Love is the sun.
Love is the moon
that reflects the sun.
Love is the ocean
that reflects the moon.
Love is nurturing joy and potential.
Love is encouragement.
Love is being,
a natural way of being.
Love is looking within.
Love is looking all around.
Love is listening,
truly listening.
Love is generous.
Love is kind.
Love is temperate.
Love is calm.
Love is an act of defiance
in a roomful of fear.
Love is compassionate.
Love is forgiving.
Love is separation.
Love is suffering.
Love is inevitable pain.
Love is intently sitting with pain
like it’s an old friend.
Love is proudly passing through pain
like it’s a majestic forest.
Love is big.
Love is small.
Love is everything.
Love is nothing.
Love is you and me
and all of our imperfections.
Love is the beginning.
Love is the end.
Love is.
Love is total acceptance.
Love is seeng things as they are,
not how we want them to be.
Love is radical honesty.
Love is trust.
Love is respect.
Love is open communication.
Love is holding on.
Love is letting go.
Love is this tiny sliver of a life.
Love is the infinite expanse of the universe.
Love is our parents
and all the mistakes that they made.
Love is the sun.
Love is the moon
that reflects the sun.
Love is the ocean
that reflects the moon.
Love is nurturing joy and potential.
Love is encouragement.
Love is being,
a natural way of being.
Love is looking within.
Love is looking all around.
Love is listening,
truly listening.
Love is generous.
Love is kind.
Love is temperate.
Love is calm.
Love is an act of defiance
in a roomful of fear.
Love is compassionate.
Love is forgiving.
Love is separation.
Love is suffering.
Love is inevitable pain.
Love is intently sitting with pain
like it’s an old friend.
Love is proudly passing through pain
like it’s a majestic forest.
Love is big.
Love is small.
Love is everything.
Love is nothing.
Love is you and me
and all of our imperfections.
Love is the beginning.
Love is the end.
Love is.