What is Love? 

Some say its just a word, but I say that’s just absurd. 

Love is more than games we play, love is in each and every day. 

Love has principles, Love has rules, Love has boundaries drawn for fools. 

No matter where you search, come poverty, come pain, Love prevails and its rain white washes stains. 

Scars they come, some heal, some stay; but Love remains each and every day. 

Love can be given even though most only like to receive, hearts can be broken, and when they are crushed it is Love that they bleed. 

Therefore I come to you my reader and plead. 

Join with me in walking in love. 

It may not always feel like the wind flowing through the wings of a dove, snow white, so quite, or quite so, especially when you fly solo. 

But realize, there are eyes that see you with mouths that don’t speak. 

Knees that tremble but don’t admit that they are weak. 

Some believers falling asleep. 

And, one God on high, coming back, hold on did I say that. 

Yes, boldness, truth in wrapped Love but not soulless. 

Are you ready? 

Do you Love? 

Can we Love? 

How? 

Walk in Love.