waiting to live

The meaning of life:

The ghost that haunts us all,

So often led me to panic

Over heaven, 

Over hell,

Over a God that I believed in

And the version of him I constructed.

As the years have molded me

I came to see God’s sense of humor.

There was one meaning that shone

Through the smog of doubt, to me.

A mysterious source of light

Which all of us seek

Whether or not we believe in God.

Love, the source, the essence of everything.

What is God if not the essence of love?

What is the meaning of life

Without an understanding of love,

What is a life without love? Hell?

No matter how far away it is,

There is always a memory,

An imprint, a scar

To remind us of it.

Reach for that light

With everything you have, reach!

Everyone who has ever lived

And will ever live

Has known the same yearning,

Has wanted the same thing.

To love and be loved,

What else is there to do?

The essence of love is in everything.

It is a heaven we can achieve on earth.

It is joy, gratitude, patience,

Curiosity, fulfillment, and peace.

There is no human too wicked

To know love’s salvation.

This understanding gives me rest

In a world full of suffering.