What is love but the absence of hate?
a smile,
a touch of human compassion
spiritual existence with others
an open door for all to pass through?

I prefer to smile
to laugh and create moments that last forever.
When I die, I want nothing more than people saying “he created a better world for me”, and I don’t see anything wrong with that.

My disheartened moments are as fleeting as a rainy day in April;
for how quickly does the sun shine upon my soul when I see the good in people rather than the hatred they carry.

When a friend knocks at the door and smiles, I am filled with gratitude.
Oh, how I cannot contain the greatness of the Creator’s creation that embraces my being, for love can never be imprisoned when the heart is accepting. The door of love is made to be opened to all that desire to enter, none shall be refused.

Author Michael Plante