Is Love Your Answer?

IS LOVE YOUR ANSWER?

Withholding love,
Is the pain you carry.

Criticising others,
is because you know best,
but this is the test,
that knows you don’t.

Disappointment is the expectation,
dashed,
for life is a dot and dash,
a dash then a dot,
a morse code that is a rubrics cube,
for most of us don’t interpret the perfect key,
that is to set the other free,
to be themselves.

Anger is a call for help,
it is a loss of control,
a button was pushed,
a decision was rushed,
about yourself,
yet if it is negative,
it was never true,
for it is time for you
to love yourself,
for when you do you will find patience
accepts impatience,
for to live in the future does not exist,
nor the past,
but in the moment of now,
the pre-sent,
you will find release,
in peace.

The World rotates as nature intended,
Our world turns up as it should,
for this is the hood in which you find the robin,
for all merry men (women) see the forest not the wood,
for the arrow of truth always finds its mark,
it is heat seeking,
As the warm life is on target
when you are in harmony,
under all conditions,
for this is the meaning of unconditional love,
peace is the dove,
that resists no thing,
it simply sings as day follows night,
true to its own nature
unwilling to fight the natural rhythm,
of what is so.

So relax and be the river,
go with the current,
find your flow to know,
even if you can’t sleep
yawn and be mellow,
for this is the pillow that is comfy,
all is as it should be,
and you are not in control,
as you free fall through life,
yet this need not be a loss of control,
it can easily be an unfolding role,
a letting go,
where even when it seems wrong it is right,
assuming the wrong gauge yet the right track,
for life created you,
you didn’t create life,
and perhaps the light goes on at the end of the tunnel,
as you see why you travelled such a long and winding route,
yet trust it was the scenic route,
and that is the path where we see the real terrain,
for always the journey was to know thyself and be true,
as images pass your window
spinning a kaleidoscope of change,
know that you can be the change,
by seeing the world differently,
for as we stare at our world we begin to dream,
images pass our inner window,
Suddenly you ask …

Is your life a dream?
or
is life your dream?

And how do you know you are awake when you awaken,
that it is not another dream?

One is – a make believe story,
The other knows – only love is real,

for love is the sacred seal,
that can be only open,
when seen,
and this is what it means – the camel to go through the needles eye,
for to see heaven on earth,
you are free to make a choice to …

See the glass half empty or half full!

For one knows love is always the answer,
The other never hears the call,
the latter is the fall from the garden,
choosing the fruit of knowledge as free egoic will,
rather than to know the tree of knowledge
is the regenerative seed of love.

For this is the answer before you have asked,
where the first is last,
and the last is first,
for to thirst for true knowledge returns to the source,
not the root,
as you are lost and then found,
to find love is the solid ground,
of peace on earth.

Remember …
as above,
so below,
is to know to be,
For the truth always sets you free.