To Love Honest is not godly genius, devoted mastery, or supreme information. It is not gentlest glow, unyielding kindness, or marvelous display. You will not find it in meticulous perfectionism, childish expression, or remorseful persuasion. It cannot be felt from giddy joyfulness or celebrated sacrifice. No presence of it is in posed neutrality, grandiose individualism, or personal accumulation.

We are all light and dark.

We are all space and mind.

Your body exists by them,

Your spirit moves through,

And a soul lives between.

To Love Honest is to know of the stranger’s ways, it is to help live independent and to make your connection genuine. It is protecting life’s flow, defending the vulnerable from cruelty and shying from vanities. It happens as you learn usefulness, include the isolated and feel another’s sorrow. It is pain that can be talked through and occurs when we start living our better futures. It is to centre calmness for others, to not bend to apathy, and it is to delight in your mysterious self.