Poem9

Looking up the starry sky,
You wish you could talk with the stars.

You keep asking a question
that you never seem to hear the answer from anybody.

You might be being selfish to loved ones.
You might be being selfless for the world.

You feel like you are standing right next to the both
Good and Bad,
Right and Wrong,
because, it’s all in one place in our heart.

You struggle between
Love and Hate,
God and Evil,
and Life and Death.

Who can you blame?
You know the answer for this.

Nobody.

Not anybody you know,
Not even yourself.

Then you start from there.
You climb the stairs one step at a time.

Something starts to grow in your heart.
Something that no one can take away from you.

You merge into the something.
And you take your world and loved ones with you.

The something will eventually swallow you.
And you become one with the something.
Then you will finally realize.

You are Love.
I am Love.
We are all made of Love.