Unconditional Love, Consciousness And Humanity

With all the calculators in the world You cannot calculate the value of unconditional Love It is not a difficult question, it's beyond comprehension Unconditional Love is the calm flame that stirs the soul Opening channels of beautiful and sacred vibes That overpowers even the stingiest person Persuading them to open their hearts And be submerged in ecstasy Unconditional Love is the calculator that has no numbers Just the spirit of goodness and a touch of selflessness Consciousness is a canvas on which we exist As either characters of clay or waters of the spirit It is the unfolded canvas displayed on the portrait of existence That binds or frees us to wallow on the fabric of life Every time we step on each other's toes, we make a big tear on this canvas Every time we show each other affection and love, it is totally renewed So, it is our actions that determine the brokenness or the wholeness of our existence Consciousness is a canvas that was created from nothingness To address our deep seated need as spirit beings - unconditional Love But the emergence of ego has brought tremendous pain to our collective consciousness Injecting us with selfishness, fear and wickedness Erasing all the wonderful intentions from the manuscript of our lives Erecting a monument of toxicities and unsustainable ripples on the face of our existence Consciousness is a canvas on which we learn to co-exist as separate entities of the same spirit Bound together by unconditional Love Humanity is the platform to express our being Regardless of all our diverse acquired tastes, desires, needs and wants Regardless of identities, attachments, expectations and achievements Regardless of our differences in race, religion, colour, gender, stature and geographical location Humanity offers us a tent to pray together, eat together and be one inside the house of life Humanity gives us the reason to hold hands and be totally submerged in unconditional Love To embrace our inner being (spirit/consciousness) and to sit on the pedestal of hope ©Kenneth Maswabi