Love is the thing that drives us, that propels us, that carries us forward. It is the mystery that haunts our hearts and the balm that soothes our souls. It is the one thing stronger than fear, stronger than hate, stronger even still than death. It is the catalyst for change even as it is the desperate fight against it. It is the power to know beyond words, beyond thoughts, beyond even feelings the soul of another. And expressed through touch or word or gesture or glance, it has more power than a thousand blows from a sword or a thousand words of hate. It is the root of all things, both good and evil; its presence or lack defines us and makes us who we are, just as it links us forward and back, here and now, with there and then. It is fire and water and wind and rain and heaven and hell and all things in between, and when you have it, you can never let it go, no matter how much it pains you. It will drive you mad or give you peace. And in the end, it is the only thing you get to carry with you to the other side.
5 years ago
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