Love is the only constant. Things change, People change, Jobs change, Circumstances change, Friends change, Life changes, but Love, remains the same. When I think about Love, I don’t think about the twisted, abstract form of it, commercialized by a selfish, consumerist generation. I think about something pure, Something true, Something that’s a struggle to perceive or understand. In fact I don’t “think” much about it at all. I FEEL, it. It’s almost haunting, but at the same time enchanting. It calms me, It comforts me, It affirms my individuality. It allows me to rest in who I am And more importantly, In who, it is. Love is constant, Consistant, Pure, Holy, Unchanging, Self-less, Majestic, And transcends human understanding, Yet allows itself to be discovered, in humility and in grace. If there was ever a reason to believe in something, Believe in Love, for it illuminates itself, And at the same time, Illuminates all who choose, To anchor themselves to it. —————————————— end.