Life
is love,
And
we are the means
By
which love is realised.!
Who
could have thought
The
very kindness we display,
Would
be the evidence of love,
Revealed
in a unique moment?
No
other reason could there be,
Than
this truth that talks
Joyously
on the souls of people,
Those
disposed to pay attention.
For
on the rooftops sit angels,
Guardians
of the beautiful way,
The
directors of love and peace,
To
fill our world with light.
Life
is love,
And
we are the evidence
That
prove it has a value.
Would
it be worse,
To
believe that love has expired?
A
vacuum left ‘pon the earth,
Where
evil could reign over.
Do
not be still afraid,
For
love is an eternal law,
Everything
moves, because of it,
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