An ability we can't explain,
the ability to feel our love.
To feel it still even through pain,
what a gift it is, or so it was.
Before we forgot and squandered,
loosing it to the infinite.
Before we rationed and excluded,
basking it in pride.
Before we took the reins and pulled too tight,
what once was boundless...now out of sight.
Our greatest gift, that we can use to cure so much and so many, but rather reserve for a select few.
Does this make it more precious? or does it close our hearts from the infinite love we could share.
By Nic Mac
