Why is there a call to identity?
It is so overridden with our desire to belong.
I wander if it is a desire to belong,
or a want of acceptance?
Is it even for want of acceptance,
Or the need and longing for love?
How does one gain singular identity,
through love?
Maybe it is love that completes us,
Fills the holes in our souls.
If love is what gives us our real identity,
Then in perfect love we are made whole.
Oct 14, 2013
Oct 14, 2013 at 10:20 PM UTC
Why is there a call to identity?
It is so overridden with our desire to belong.
I wander if it is a desire to belong,
or a want of acceptance?
Is it even for want of acceptance,
Or the need and longing for love?
How does one gain singular identity,
through love?
Maybe it is love that completes us,
Fills the holes in our souls.
If love is what gives us our real identity,
Then in perfect love we are made whole.
Is 'belonging' even real?
Just starting this in English at school. Initial thoughts...
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