An ode to those who are no longer here with us.
Hello beautiful Souls. My message today is my poem...
In reflection of love...is it empty or invisable?
Today I sit and reflect and wonder what is love, is it really something invisibile? That part of us, that carries such an uncertainty... that indescribable feeling that makes us emotional!
Is invisibility really empty? Is it a gas that we inhale? It is not empty...it is like the Oxygen we take in, or is it air we exhale.
I guess, it's invisible in so much as we are unable to see it, smell it, hear it, taste it or touch it! It's tasteless, oudourless, even orderless. YET... vital, as without it we die, wilt, detach and departure is felt.
What we think we see is not an empty space, for space is not empty...it is air and it's weight is full and plenty.
We exchange the empty air into our lungs and this brings about life. We find a space, a feeling that wants us to live, wants us to hold on and adore this space with no strife...
This is love, the unexplained weightless feeling and firm foundation of all we need to make us whole again.
Death is the absence of noise with the sleep of silence that nourishes our wisdom to find a space, a place called home the invisibility... that is love that may have no where to go.
Maybe it's all about an invisibility that love that finds in a place right beside our heart. A comfortimg memory and a warm reminder of someone gone but never forgotten for the love never dies.
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