Love shines most in the face of Hate— selfless in the eyes of possession. To surrender the use of control and need for ownership—Love is born.

Love loses many once it proves only reliable for itself, not oneself. To love is to wish true freedom for another, for this passion is not a promise of anything but acceptance.

 

Who we come to know and love,

As innocent as doe and dove,

are as true as made to be.

Free is one who loves endlessly.

You are enough.