copy but me

they can copy all my work of art and sciences but not my only work of love. i've been given something of love, so i give up another, i owned the greatest love of all. in me that nobody would be able to impose and steal me. i sacrificed my other love so i would be able to own this one love and i live with it for hundreds of thousands years to come. i share this love in my very own way. so others would be able to love and share it.
this one love unites my body, spirit and soul so i live this life happily and peacefully the greatest love. the lord had given to me in me the greatest gift ever and hold it up closed within me a love that never die. when it return when i came down here. will you be able to copy me? the love that imprinted in my blood, my breath, my mind, body and soul.
i see people suffering without things to feed their hunger but i never seen people suffered with love in them.
i raise this love out of regretion. regret of somebody who never return but i do feel their love embraces my spirit. in every breath i take.
i would thanks to people and giving out their true faith and hinesty within every sincere smile that raised from the bottom of their longing heart.
indeed i am a wanderer, seeking the truth that have already under this tree of life which my lord had given me an air to breath.

to be continued . . .