what is love?

the actuality of love is timeless,

when love is consciousness.

it is imminently in the nanosecond present,

passing as deeps of feelings emerging.

experience is not that love,

but an interpretation of it,

to the level that that person is available,

to source directly, 

that which they conduit through themselves.

some have only experience 

to work with ongoing,

while others have immersed themselves,

sensing that love is more universal 

of its own,

and they have gone more deeply

outside of time and self-experience.

some have themselves as fountains, 

available on a second by second basis,

to be in the presence of love, 

humanized in its passage,

while others manage the experience of love,

as if custodians there of,

while others remain in the audience,

active in their observance and account.

still others, more far removed,

are having nose-bleed seats of love,

have heard of it,

maybe had past sightings.

not sure they would know it first hand.

and lastly, those that doubt its existence,

or even the myth of its presence.

so many levels of love referenced.

simply admitting to its existence,

is life-work for some.

getting front row seating

can become the goal of many.

claiming that love is a constant in their life

is rewarding enough for most.

but the realization that love is 

timelessly constant,

ever pouring, ever present in time's passing,

that love is a conduit state, 

an energy that has no permanent residence,

that is the essence of being, unrealized,

that has no ownership 

nor slight of hand presence,

that to be the beam,

is every second appreciation 

of its presence in passing.

profound for some,

from within outwardly beaming.

that giving up the self for love's presence,

is every person's means of existence.

there is no hoarding, no ownership,

no identity nor forbidden fame either.

now by human experience

wants to merchandize the presence of it.

there is a wisdom,

where by love is beyond and within,

all presence ever manifest,

until all there is,

is beyond experience's grasp to express.

all motion is grace.

all substance embodies.

all means fully express.

while humans travel the spectrum

of witness, as audience,

until channelling the conveyance,

appears to be as it is . . .