Who are the loved ones we would die for?
What price do we pay for the love we wish for?
We love the most the ones who love us the most. Or do we? Do we not instead overuse, misuse and abuse those we are closest to? What price do we pay in this fatal dance?
I love. You love. We love.
Practice paves the way to perfection. Investing in it more raises its success rate. Why not allow it to nourish and nurture us then?
Why do we expect love to come naturally when we are neglectful? We desire but are we willing to invest all for the immaterial and intangible that hold no guarantees?
In earnest or in fancy what do we depend or rely on from our loved ones? How do we express our love? What do we do to be loving, lovable and beloved?
Is our dance coordinated, collaborative, co-creative? Is our step light, love and delight filled? Are we in sync or at odds?
Do we possess the balance, focus and clarity to commit to our chosen dreams and direction?
Now? Always? Forever?
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