Love is living on virtually everything. For we are of and for. We are not a not of. We are it. It is for us and we are it. It is we and we are I. Between we and I is why. The why is Lovey. The it is Love It. The of is Love Of. The for is Love For. Thy is The Love Why. Thine and Thy is one word expressed with Love.
For 1 can become 2. It takes 2 to see 1. The miracle of a father or a mother looking at son or daughter. The miracle mirrored. Look at another, see the father. Look at another, see the mother. Look at another, see the son or daughter. Look at another, see the self, see the one in miracles form. Thine, Thee, he, she is simply one in multiplicity.
Love is living one’s very existence. We all share the same roof, firmament or ceiling. We all share the same four walls, the corners of the earth, or sheet rock ordained. We all share the same door, one with a hinge or one of birth and death. For living eternal, one knows the importance of stopping to smell the roses. A rest stop along a route of kicks unending.
Love is never ending. Love is the wow of now. Love is, it just is. For Love without is Love awating. Wait for it. Love is it. It is. All is. All is good.
Zoltan Blue 