Real Love

You know the look that a new mother gives a child? The one that makes the baby feel and smile. Or the look that a new father gives a daughter or son? Well, that's the look I hope for everyone. That's the way love and feels; that's when it's all right, ready and real. There's no such thing as rejection;(no ;) in the presence of love and affection. Love is completed, by sight and sound, instantly given, instantly found. I'm not talking about the love that is given to family or friend. I'm talking about a love given forever, without end. I'm talking about the love that has no yesterdays and only tomorrows; I'm talking a love the doesn't understand the words pain or sorrow. A love that is born from a woman's womb, a love that is reborn every afternoon. That is the place where the human race should be; )his is the love we should all feel and see. When I look at you(,) and you look at me, we become one, instantly. It sounds kind of funny to say that, because that's not where today's world is at. That kind of love seems like an impossibility, and yet it is the world's goal: profound reality. It's the very goal for the human race; it's to see love in each other's face, to do what love requires to be done, to be as consistent as the new morning sun. So why can't it be captured and expand this mood? Why can't we eat it for life as if it were food? Why can't we spread this feeling throughout the world, to the smallest baby and every boy or girl? I don't know, but that's the kind of love I feel; sometimes it gets painful, in a world that loves to kill. The love I see for us all may never be, but that's okay, because that love is waiting and living in me. Someday, this love will grow to its maturity and will be enjoyed by all, if not the majority. But, for now, it seems far away. May God bless you and the world to feel it like this one day.