Unconditional Love
Unconditional Love, it never hurts, never betrays, it’s always there, in the sound of the rain, in the foam of a wave, in the rays of the sun, carried by the breeze… it’s never less, always more, from morrow till night and from twilight till morrow. It fills the heart’s empty spaces, the cracks, it lights the soul, it simply IS untainted, pure, the highest frequency which is God’s Light which is Unconditional Love
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I wonder if unconditional love is really our potential to feel love, rather than navigating relationships. What you describe, Joyce, is the feeling I have for painting, I love everything about it including all the battles and mistakes, indeed unconditionally.
Yay! You’re back! A lovely poem, Joyce. So good to read your words once again. ❤️✨