THE PATH TO LOVE

A heart that gives without a fight.

Love’s not a trade, it’s not a game,

It’s giving free, no need for gain.

They say to love your neighbor true,

But what if they don’t care for you?

It’s not their worth that sets the call,

It’s your own heart that gives it all.

Love is the open door, the hand that lifts,

The quiet deed, the simple gift.

No strings attached, no keeping score,

Love is the path we’re searching for.

Oh, love and forgive, they’re not the same,

But love’s the spark that lights the flame.

A stranger’s smile, a shared kind word,

A piece of trash, a song unheard.

It’s in the small, the everyday,

That love begins to find its way.

No gold required, no grand display,

Just give yourself, and give always.

Society or one lone soul,

Each act of love makes us whole.

Love is the open door, the hand that lifts,

The quiet deed, the simple gift.

No strings attached, no keeping score,

Love is the path we’re searching for.

Oh, love and forgive, they’re not the same,

But love’s the spark that lights the flame.

At first it feels like sacrifice,

A choice you make, though it’s not nice.

But soon it weaves into your core,

And love becomes what you live for.

No “what’s in it for me” to hold you back,

You’ll find your heart’s on love’s true track.

Love is the open door, the hand that lifts,

The quiet deed, the simple gift.

No strings attached, no keeping score,

Love is the path we’re searching for.

Oh, love and forgive, they’re not the same,

But love’s the spark that lights the flame.

So step today, though small it seems,

And weave your love through life’s great dreams.

A single act, a moment’s care,

Will lead you to a love so rare.

Oh, love’s the path, forever free,

The heart of all eternity.