How many also seek
Only to find resistance
When love is offered?
And how many choose
simply and sweetly to try
Again and again
To this call to love
Am I committed deeply
This lifetime each day.
For without love...what else is there said one wise friend. The echo is ringing in my heart like a bell being struck for all those attending to morning prayers.
A bell that does not demand to be heard,
yet it simply is,
by some
not all
but in time and place apropos
the call, the bell, the prayer
heard
clear and bright and pure
like the light it inspires
