Vessel of Love By: DeanPeter
Once we realize what love really means,it spreads like wildfire...or so it seams.
It can come in life...at any age,
or any stage.
And we find that love is the alpha
to the omega named rage.
How did love get here, into our hearts?
Well, here is my version of how it all starts.
It begins with a void or a yearning if you will.
It comes from watching how those around us feel.
Then Jealousy, curiosity and the questions appear.
And the thought of never knowing it fills us with fear.
We then set this idea down deep in our mind,
until one day we practice the concept called "kind".
Another one is empathy then comes the sympathy.
That's usually followed by a huge epiphany.
Suddenly we find we are out of ourselves, and placing
selfishness up on a the shelves and into another,
be it the needs of a friend...the loss of a brother.
The concerns as father...or worries of a mother.
We begin to understand that CARING is NOT a hassle.
It comes from one building their own castle.
For months , sometimes years, our emotions may wrestle,
until the moment we accept ...our very own love vessel.
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