Love All and All of Me

I want true love that knows all of me. That brings total freedom allowing to all, and all to see. A Love that is truth and not some idealist's scene. Our Hope given flight in clear blue skies enthroned, honoured, seen. For there is not one among us who has not said: "I have a dream". I know it is His to make all whole, to have all gleam. Perhaps a time now for the meek to tread loud, and the boastful silently. For hands taken from labour unending; of bending the worldly. When He reaches out, a rousing shout: some in love; many angrily. The dream: Collective will given over to spirit not rule. Cruel the past measure. Just be. The only true desire is for a true love to love all, and all of me.