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IT IS A LOVELY RIDDLE

It is a riddle that many, perhaps all of us, have
mused upon to some extent. I trust that you’ll discover it’s vast dimensions
and it’s depth. Perhaps you have already.

It can’t be bought and paid for. It can’t be owned or
earned. It certainly can’t be stolen or captured.

Some spend a lifetime searching. Others offer it small
thought. Some can’t see that there’s even a question since they’re surrounded
by it, and without the dubious benefit of distance and in turn perspective;
they don’t see it’s great value at all.

In fact it’s neither here nor there and yet it seems it’s
everywhere. Some imagine it may be mere fantasy or indeed that it exists not at
all.

It isn’t just one colour nor indeed is it patterned. It
isn’t black or white. It isn’t transparent either though at times it may appear
like an epiphany, as clear as cloudless day. Artists cannot paint or sculpt it,
though it seems that each artist does try.

It has no specific shape. It isn’t a man or a woman, or even
a child. It isn’t an animal, vegetable or mineral. It isn’t a triangle or a
square, pyramid or cube. Not even a circle or a globe will find it in full
focus.

I don’t believe its God, since God is said to have various
names, and books full of facts formed from fiction, as pronounced by some lofty
blokes wearing costumes and or cloaks. Having said that I’m sure to be wrong.

Of all the things I believe it is not, here follows some
things that I know that it is.

If you need it, it is there. If you fight and force it away,
it is there still, eternally waiting. If you reach for it, it is there, with
you, in you, surrounding you, covering all with its sweet embrace. It is
complete and perfect, as are you.

Words will fail to convey precisely what it is, though my
personal favourite word for it is LOVE.

Put simply it is, so be it. Is that not enough to say!