Love.
At most times, it is something cherished.
By those who receive it and by those who wish to.
Too often we we don't appreciate the full depth,.... of what it means.
Not only what it means to ourselves,....
Too others as well.
We often search, toil, labor,...for the mere euphoric pleasureful emotion it evokes. Ignorant of the profound nature of the word itself. Lacking the ability, the capability,...to truly delve in the essence of the meaning.
Love is an action. A verb. An adjective.
It is not an object, for to limit it to such ideals is to limit the nature of it and ourselves altogether.
There are those who die for,.....and die in search of...... what love is.
Yet,...many will undervalue its true nature.
OUR,.....true nature.
Which is to love.
Unconditionally.
Irrevocably.
Unfailingly.
In every capacity.
Be, love.
Be.
Love.
