all that remains

“Love is

The funeral pyre

Where I have laid my living body.

All the false notions of myself

That once caused fear, pain,

Have turned to ash

As I neared God.

What has risen

From the tangled web of thought and sinew

Now shines with jubilation

Through the eyes of angels

And screams from the guts of Infinite existence Itself.

Love is the funeral pyre

Where the heart must lay

Its body.”

― Hafiz, The Gift

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Love what is Sacred

Love each other

Love yourself

Love the earth

Love the children

Love the aged

Just love!

We are called to lose ourselves in love

To be consumed by the fire of the One who is Love

Love changes us

It changes the way we see, everything

We realize that all creation is permeated with God

We have angel eyes

Paul tried to explain it this way

“now see no one from a human point of view”

Do you realize how big that is?

We don’t see people with the same eyes

We look at a person and we don’t see, poor

We don’t see, addict

We don’t see, immigrant

We don’t see, gay, or lesbian or transgender

We don’t we black, or brown

We don’t see male or female

We don’t see conservative or liberal

We see

A child of God.  Valuable, precious, loved, accepted

Child of God

Child of God

Child of God

In the fire of the Sacred

All false notions turn to ash

Fear, hate, prejudice, greed, the lust for power

All

And all that remains is love