it all comes back to love. a love that is patient. a love that is kind. love does not envy, it does not boast. it is not rude, it is not proud, it is not self seeking, it is not easily angered. it keeps no record of wrongs. it rejoices in the truth. love always protects, love always trusts, love always hopes, love always perseveres. and it all comes back to this love. love never fails. let tongues be stilled. let knowledge pass. when perfection comes, imperfect disappears.
at the feet of someone great, i seek. and for this i too am at the feet of the poor, the feet of the lost, and the feet of the many travelers of my time.
