The human condition clips on; hubris dogs their every step, everyone neglecting their source. Love sees involved invisibly in our regular suffering; vivifying our very existence, and yet, ignored by the masses. No one, it seems, is paying attention, going their own destructive ways. When the fact remains; One is tapping on our heart now, so willing to recreate us from the inside out. Love died, resurrected, and reigns. Let it in.
Love Has a Name