You have to be prepared to take it.
To step into it.
To stand strong in it.
-Your space.

It is an acreage of being
nobody can claim but you;
a landscape of soul
only you can traverse.

Nobody else can know
the secrets of your heart
my dear one.
Nobody can tell you who
you are or why you’re here
or what purpose beats
when you press your
hand to the temple
in your chest
and listen.

Do you feel the warmth
residing there.
Do you sense the light
trying to shine through.
Do you hear the answer
to the question
of yourself:

You are made to be loved.
You are here for love.
You hold a universe
of love.

-And it must start within.