thoughts of love.
love that i can't adequately capture in words, not some silly sentiment about romance or a new pair of shoes. this kind of love that is deep, to the core of being. love that creates, that moves and breathes and blows through our lives like this strong wind, unstoppable force. it's this love that brings people together, unifies and celebrates. it's the fiber of truth and beauty, of redemption, of all the stories we love to hear and tell. it's encouragement. the lapping of water or mountainous heights, the sun shining to create beautiful days and the way those days can make you feel - it's that love. it's the love that makes you feel happy, proud to be a human. because we are capable of knowing such love and sharing it with one another. it's a love that is stronger than death, because graves can't stop the force of this love. it's a powerful love that silences violence and oppression. it turns the enemy around. love that rescues and restores, steals the breath right from our lungs. we can do nothing but stand in awe, humility in the face of this.

we know this love.

whether we acknowledge it as something bigger than ourselves, bigger than our minds can comprehend, or brush it off as a feeling, an emotion - in the stillness of our core, it is there. demanding nothing but to offer more of itself to us. to be known and to be spread.  whether we yield to it or thrust it away from us - it's as saturating as the air that surrounds us.

and so what can i do? what can i do but drink deeply, acknowlege and yield and let it become me, that i may be an instrument, playing a beautiful, harmonious melody of this love.