Love alone is real, said my Lord. All else is zero.
And how do I hold up my head in this realm of zero?
How do I grow strong and lucid; become noble,
find my kindness in this realm of zero?
How do I cherish virtue, see God everywhere;
care about others in this realm of zero?
Only by clinging to the One Who descends,
bestows, prevails – Love
Itself
in Its earthly human splendor.
Surrender, then, will be no sacrifice,
queuing up for His everything,
offering my nothingness for annihilation,
the only favor God grants in this heartbreaking,
inconsequential realm of zero.
O child of God, Love is the conquering hero
dropped behind the enemy lines.
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