Love is given, so let it grow.
Seeds are in your heart,
Water in your eyes.
Ground is in your mind,
Sun is in your soul.
Love can make you blind or wise :
It’s up to you, you are the gardener.
It is the essence of life,
It’s a spring, a blossoming.
Death is a winter promising
To our souls that nothing is vain,
For who can see.
If love is not your driver,
If death is not your only truth,
If fear is the root of your pessimism,
You’re dead already.
Wake up !
Life is always waiting for you.
Until you genuinely love each day,
Your path is still long and tricky,
Surprising, miraculous, and worth a try.
Life is about conscious love or blindness :
It’s up to you, it’s your life…