The Gift of Love
π ❤️ π Often it is said to be rare, Sometimes with passion, To compensate for its merit. Somehow it lives as a result Of the truce in our vivid reality. Our meetings breed its odour, In these verifiable images. Yet from its origins, Love is bestowed on humanity, Essentially as a gift, Freely, willingly, unconditionally. Our capacity to care, Our capability to share, Our ability to be kind, Enables the nurturing of love. Since LOVE is life, In these stories and tributes, It's our innate responsibility, To still love one another, Every day. π ❤️ π Stay safe. Stay blessed. ©KYB ✍πΏ14/02/2021