We cannot forget love.
Love is our home sweet home.
We recall our stirring under the countenance of kindness,
with inner wellings, like the memory of real home,
our happiest awakenings.
Is this the dream, or are these,
our nightmares of exclusion from love?
What are we here for?
What we need is non-negotiable.
We feel for love. We know what it is, and what it is not.
We watch, wait, and seek to enjoy.
Even walking down the street, we feel for it.
We live every moment of real consciousness
alert to its promising touch.
We are listening for love and we are answering to it.
It turns our minds around on the pavement.
What we feel is unavoidable.
We are awash in the waves of emotion in the everywhere sea,
yet every moment we inspect with feeling.
Every inspection is an instant victory
or disappointment for the heart:
If love is not to be fulfilled now, it wants to know,
will it be fulfilled now? Or now? Or when?
Who we are is unforgettable.
What being does not sit and wait,
and ponder the question of love in the free hours?
What heart does not thrill to tenderness?
What mind does not play and replay its memories of close feeling?
What vision does not envision the next good moment,
and how it will be?
If we are not lovers, what are we?
Thus we remember ourselves.
Love is the unstinting response, from the heart, to the real needs of others. Over the years, we’ve created several projects to address important needs we’ve found. You can read about them on our Projects page, and see a small sample, below.