Love's Ubiquitous
I know Death will someday set my soul free:
while the thought of dying overwhelms me.
'Cause there's no guarantee what Death will bring:
the end of life can be a scary thing.
Hate and love exist in the heart of Man,
but we suppress the hate as best we can.
And though youth is easily led astray,
love's ubiquitous, not just a cliché.
We're creatures of love; that's just who we are:
the most intimate emotion by far.
And when life ends, we will extend that love
to reach the spiritual realm above.
Remember, you reap the harvest you sow,
no do-overs when it's your time to go.
It's better to smile than live with regret,
learn to forgive the slights you can't forget.
Heaven and God exist if you believe
that reality and faith interweave.
Sometimes, you need to step outside the box:
A lifetime cannot be measured by clocks.
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