In You; You.

From Aeternitas.

There certainly is something of Love inside you

Perhaps something you have loved;

Something that had loved you, even.

Something that brought the best of you out, at a time;

That lifted yourself, in a trice;

something that brought you a spark of eternity in an <instance>.

Even if it is only a memory now;

a remote recall from an <instance> of life when you felt your soul lightly flying above anything around, under and above;

as if you could reach everything, and everything came to you, approaching with trust without fear.

without fear; everything without fear.

Oh yes, That is love

From there is where you can start, and restart.

Even if it is only a memory; a vague recall behind rocks and mud.

That would be the seed from where you will harvest yourself up again;

The stone and the first step where you will stand again.

That is a force.

Dig it; unearth it. Love is never extinguished:

It remains and rests there, preserving its strength and intensity like gold:

Whether under muddy waters of a bitter run,

or encrusted within hard rocks of rancor and resentment;

Love simply remains untouched in its gleaming value of a golden time when our soul felt as falling into that eternal well of infinite intoxication where pain makes no impression; and the self simply expands serenely over peaceful breathing.

Oh yes, That is you.

And so you are as valuable as that;

Even if it is only a memory; a remote recall from a distant time;

for it was The Love which spins the wheel of becoming and eternity who expanded within you; and found yourself a space where to rest and to nest.

Oh yes, there is Love in you,

and that is your value and nothing else.

(An inspiration of the moment, as my Hado writings from 20 years ago have been opened, I transcribe them now to digital memory. Although they were written in Spanish, Inspiration came in English today. (Fort Kochi, Kerala)