I have learned that love is perfect and infinite.
For it comes from a God who is both.
But we don't treat love that way.
We hoard, saving it for our 'special 'loved' ones'.
Or we hide it, lest our black hearts corrupt.
Some of us see more clearly.
Whether due to greater suffering or truer vision,
they have acquired the ability to love without restraint.
Never hoarding but extravagantly giving and receiving.
I know these things because I know Cindy.
And she showed me how.
