All around us

There are angels without wings

There are nurses without uniforms

There are demons dressed in white

There is hell disguised as paradise

There are villains wearing capes

There are friends in strangers

And there are strangers in friends

The world is a confusing place

Sometimes it’s hard to tell what’s real or who to trust

But this week the love that touched me

Was as pure as the springs of Lemuria.

On a planet ravaged by war, poverty and greed,

It reminds me of a world that once existed, and could still exist again.

And while drought makes it harder for soil to absorb water,

Somehow I managed to absorb this stranger’s love,

After years of drought inside,

And the cracked soil of my heart.

And as fleeting as it was,

At least I know it is possible to still feel.

Chose love every day.

And keep it close as it’s the most precious gift we can give others and ourselves.

We can have all the money in the world,

But without love we are the poorest man on earth.