True Love

The sun comes up everyday as its nature is to die again, letting the night and the stars shine above the sky. We resist change but this brings us pain and it really always gives us nourishment. I can’t fight the facts of the cycle of life, even if I’ve been told all my life otherwise. I re-arranged my beliefs to what made sense to me. There’s no death at the end, there’s no end we can blame, we transcend this plane and our soul keeps experiencing itself. Letting go frees my soul, well there’s nothing I can really control. I believe in free love. My mother has taught me this before, when she told me I had it all to become the person I’m seeking for, letting me explore the world, trusting the whole, knowing I’ll eventually return home after all. And for me, this is true love.