Nothing Ethereal
I am in the world today; seeing everything as it is, not as it should be.
It is said that "the way it is", is how it "should be", but this does not seem true to me.  If only all was love; it would be as it should.  There is love in all creation;
I catch glimpses of it here and there.  But at times it is in disguise; we don't recognize.  Sometimes love is buried in flaws, in things imperfect, in ways unknown to us.  Love is here.  Within our innermost being true love resides; sometimes to only feel. and not to see.  Trust it is here.  For what is life without love?  A vast emptiness; darkness.  Realize this.  For we are created in love; for love; to be one with Love.