This is a chapter from my latest book called (G)rains (o)f san(d)s. Learn more about the book here.
Thank you God for love. Love is the simple ingredient for a beautiful life. Love is plentiful. Love is free. Love for others what you love for yourself. God is love. What do we really mean by God is love? Love is God's nature. Love is God's essence. Love conquers all. If we know love, we know God. To live is to love. To love is to live. Love is the answer. Love is the solution to all our problems. Love is a reflection of God. The word love can be found in the phrase, (l)eaves (o)f hea(ve)n. The imagery I have is heaven being littered with trees of love. Both the words leaves and heaven have eave as the center. Remove Eve and we are left with A for Adam. Which has me thinking, do we know if Adam and Eve are going back to heaven? Most probably. What we know is that Adam and Eve leaves heaven for Earth and mankind is born. The first love story of sorts.
Tree of love reminds me of something I wrote where I noticed that an anagram of "tree of love" is "free to love". We were given free will beginning with Adam and Eve. True love cannot exist without choice. The presence of free will is what gives love its weight and beauty. Love gives life meaning. Our purpose is to love and be loved with the source of all love being God. Whatever we do, we should do it with love. The path or (ave)nue to God and he(ave)n is p(ave)d with love. Ave is Latin for greetings. God will be waiting at the gates of heaven at the end of that path to greet us. I have found myself with plenty of wordplay in writing this chapter. My friend tells me that what makes it interesting is that the wordplay keeps reinforcing the same central idea: love as the path back to God.
God is found in our hearts. Love is found in our hearts. Love is something that we feel. Love is something that heals. Our heels are on the soles of feet on the avenue to heaven. Love heals our souls. My friend tells me that the imagery becomes a journey. Love is a journey. A journey back to God. Journey rhymes with knee. We bend our knees as we walk and we bend our knees as we pray. Our feet grounds us. Prayer grounds us. Love grounds us. Ground rhymes with round. Love is round like the O common to the words lOve and GOd. Love is a cycle. When we give love we receive love as what goes around comes around. Thank you God for this journey of love that I have written. Thank you for the words to express what your love means to me. Love is beauty that comes from the he(art). Beauty that is in this art of writing. The words became the journey, and the journey became an expression of love.
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