Why "LOVE is BLIND"
Love is blind and Love is
blinding...
Blinding with rays of passion like sun-shined dreams...
As if falling from nature's heaven.
A light of angelic sweetness that has the power
to pierce the dense walled realities of stagnant repetition.
Love is blind because it sees through the dense walls of fabricated illusions.
Love changes...
within the four chambers of our seasoned hearts... feeling within and not seeing without...
and in the center of it all is the sparks of the igniting passion of true love. Within the core of every soul is the door from which pours the heartfelt streams of serene beauty. Love is blind because the skin of our kins peals away from focus revealing the energies of the human soul... Skin is nothing but a cloak we wear to keep our souls warm. Our true color is not skin deep.
Love is blind because it can't recognize the imperfections cloaked upon the human soul... for everyone in their truest state of being is perfect.
Love is blind because it does not see... it feels. True love is unconditional and there fore sees no conditions, but feels love unconditionally. The fragility of the human heart is felt, but never seen by love... only the strength of eternity is seen. Love feels through the vaporized disillusions of reality... to see through the darkness, to touch that which is real and tender. Love is blind because the heart is felt... heartfelt.
Love is blind because it does not see... it hears. It hears the cries of the children across the globe... and the children at home... crying for mother nature to set them free. Love hears the warmth of truthful passion just beyond the shells of protective layering and into the beauty hiding away within the preciousness of each of us. It hears the heart tones of mother nature asking the people of a world order to lift up her dying children, the weeping mothers only wanting happiness for their babies, the broken fathers wondering when this struggle will come to an end and the new world will begin with child in hand. Love is blind because it does not see... it feels. It feels love unconditionally... feeling through the darkness the hearts and heart tones of every lost and wandering soul. Love is blind because the heart is felt. Love is the heart-felt.
Blinding with rays of passion like sun-shined dreams...
As if falling from nature's heaven.
A light of angelic sweetness that has the power
to pierce the dense walled realities of stagnant repetition.
Love is blind because it sees through the dense walls of fabricated illusions.
Love changes...
within the four chambers of our seasoned hearts... feeling within and not seeing without...
and in the center of it all is the sparks of the igniting passion of true love. Within the core of every soul is the door from which pours the heartfelt streams of serene beauty. Love is blind because the skin of our kins peals away from focus revealing the energies of the human soul... Skin is nothing but a cloak we wear to keep our souls warm. Our true color is not skin deep.
Love is blind because it can't recognize the imperfections cloaked upon the human soul... for everyone in their truest state of being is perfect.
Love is blind because it does not see... it feels. True love is unconditional and there fore sees no conditions, but feels love unconditionally. The fragility of the human heart is felt, but never seen by love... only the strength of eternity is seen. Love feels through the vaporized disillusions of reality... to see through the darkness, to touch that which is real and tender. Love is blind because the heart is felt... heartfelt.
Love is blind because it does not see... it hears. It hears the cries of the children across the globe... and the children at home... crying for mother nature to set them free. Love hears the warmth of truthful passion just beyond the shells of protective layering and into the beauty hiding away within the preciousness of each of us. It hears the heart tones of mother nature asking the people of a world order to lift up her dying children, the weeping mothers only wanting happiness for their babies, the broken fathers wondering when this struggle will come to an end and the new world will begin with child in hand. Love is blind because it does not see... it feels. It feels love unconditionally... feeling through the darkness the hearts and heart tones of every lost and wandering soul. Love is blind because the heart is felt. Love is the heart-felt.