Love.
What so moves us to employ means beneath our base nature and above our heavenly aspirations than...Love?
What so makes us be what we might never aspire to in the best of all ways that we would, perhaps, even in evolution, not become through milleniums but...Love?
What dismisses cares as if their importance is but cheap in value, though great import they possess, with a slight and unmentionable retort than...Love.
The world changes daily and we live our lives estranged with those we stand in close proximity to. Someday doomed to lament the lack of closeness to fellow participants of the human condition. Is there no common bond to spark some understanding which brings us closer than we have been?
We have but to look within to find the source of our longing for affection, intimacy, touch.
In this we will see our need and seek to sate our thirst by so living and being in the way that fosters and beckons us to... Love.
Live every day and every moment as though the last moments are at hand and you cannot bid your heart's true intent with enough passionate vigor to your heart's most beloved.
Let your...Love...become the beacon for all love lost and allow it's passionate return to moments recaptured. So that all who see your countenance may be so moved to pay you tribute with...
Love.