In King Richard, hatred stems from Love lost.
In Mistresses, Love found ends with Love lost.
In the Searches, Love is never found but sometimes realized.
But he Loves for as much as he hates the vices and injustice.
To die is to Love, To live is to Love.
The quest for every mind is to realize Love and to Love.
Love is Truth,
Love is Goodness,
and Love is Beauty.
Every breath, earthly rocks; Rage, remorse; Mercy and compassion,
There is Beauty,
There is Love.
Rise and fall, Love found and Love lost,
But all Used-up shadows, imposters of the Divine, Perpetual Love.
That Love in Nothingness, But ends in Infinity.
And has been there before the Beginning of Time.
Passion fades, Love lost, Aged and died young,
Yet Changeless and Absolving as the Eternal Love.
There is no mystery but to forget yourself, and then to feel.
One second realized earlier is one second better lived.
All,
Give me love and I will give you peace,
When you give me peace, I will give you God.
Amen.
