Love Is a Miracle

Love is the miracle that cannot be hidden. It is not envious of it's inner self, it can't be sown into pride's den, nor does it want any part of a jealous job that burns the soul and bruises the heart. Drive down the raging road where love is most needed now, to mend the mindless woe and wars that rage inside each fighting heart. What then is love? From love's own voice and humble home, it's golden hues of a thousand truths, hear it please. Do your part to spread love's sensitive sense of every tiny wonderment that when you give love, you live more stronger than before, no matter if you came from calming comfort or harrowing hurt. Love doesn't puff itself up. Its powerful patience waits until again it's wanted or needed. Never asks for payment now or past due, yet will give itself again no matter how high its service is needed. Love doesn't want to stay home long. Kindness is love in action: A thirsty stranger, A forlorn friend or lonely scared one. Love is comfort devine. A calming rainbow, after another storm. Learn of love's endless ways. Welcome it first and always be its strongest soldier. Love will welcome you home with open arms. Its perfect form knows you well, no matter if you are alone or among crowds. The more you love, the more you give, the more you'll know of The miracle that we call love.