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God, is Love

It’s one thing to believe in heaven as a destination or to read stories of after-death experiences that envelop individuals in bright light and peace, undressing time and connecting all the dots.  But it’s something else entirely when you find yourself face to face with God, is love, having a conversation that seems to have been written within the recesses of your right mind.  Meaning is not contrived and steps toward consuming the light are no longer necessary because the truth emanates from within — a conversation happening without words.  Completely still.  Eyes involuntarily closed.  Complete awe with slow motion remembrance of your flowered soul as you wholly open to God, is love. 

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Love

So this is what it means for time to stand still
For the past to touch the future
And rend love real
With words cut through steal
I do want to run away
And skip on clouds all day
Toward your perfect beginning
Where light knew no ending
And love was seed
Waiting to be born
With centered passion torn
Body not my own
But completely
Drawn through
To the other side
Of unknown