Stained Glass

This love is free unlike the label love confused and misused by most of humanity. Thought forms skewed and molded, into shards of perspective; Misaligned and stained, reflecting light in many shades. Although Narcissus in the pull into human-created decor, we must find the Truth beyond the brain-stimulating lure. Repeatedly we have gone back for more. Karmic perfection is laid out in the geometric window. Let us gently remove the catapult of Happy and Disillusionment that fiercely drops into disappointment. These hues are man-made. Enter now into the clear, unobstructed transparency. Seeing all in your Omnipotency. This love is free.