Always are we fighting…

Always are we fighting.
Men against Women,
Religion against Religion,
Country against Country,
Brother against Brother,
Sister against Sister,
Parents against Parents,
Ourselves against Ourselves;

Always jealous, envious,
Angry, sad, mad, sick,
Desperate, needy, prideful,

Always hungry for Love,
Seldom realising that what we
Are fighting for, is already inside
Of us.
From our most holy of Places,
There shines a Light,
Wanting to nourish us,
Feed and cradle us,
Care and nurture us,
Alleviate our most desperate plea.

There, the most sacred nectar of all,
LOVE.
Wants to take care of us.

But instead of receiving this holiest
Of holy nectar,
We choose to believe
That, we fell from grace.
That we are not worthy of this LOVE;

And this believe brings the WAR,
To fight OURSELVES.
Believing that our fight is just,
That we fight for a greater Cause.

But in reality, all we do is scream for
The most holiest of the holy,
The nectar we haven’t forgotten,
Because how could we!

Just a small Sip,
Maybe a bit more,
Just, just give it to me.
PLEEEEAAASE;
“If I just do more, fight more, win more.”
Please…
Never realising, that the more we do,
The farther it feels out of reach.

LOVE has never left us,
It is always in reach,
And patiently waits for us to stop.
To reach out to it,
To open to it,
To feel it,
To be patient and
To receive it wholly and fully.

Because that what LOVE is,
Always there,
Always ready to give and be given,
And always meant to be the best Friend,
Lover, Mother, Father, Brother, Sister,
Country, Religion, Man, Woman,
Us.
Because we are LOVE and LOVE is Us.

remember….