Love, the Only Constant
When we are born, we enter this world with nothing
When we die, we leave everything behind
The only enduring constant...Love
Accomplishments Fade.
People are forgotten after a few generations,
and even if something historic is left,
that accomplishment is rewritten...
distorted beyond recognition.
So what is left?
Our words?
our Music?
our Art?
Even the monuments we've built will fall some day.
But Love...it never fades
it is held inside of us and passed on.
It forms the reason for our words...
for our Music... for our Art...
and for our Monuments.
Love is the only constant at birth and death.
Love, as reason for it all,
endures.
-wwm2014
"On wind and light, all things are possible"
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