Real love is a field of consciousness
With no gate, no fence
And no boundary
Yet most are deceived
And only love in a prison
Of limitation
You cannot find the truth of love’s magnificence
When there is a gate
Or a fence
That doesn’t not mean
You become a mess of no boundaries
It means you are no longer threatened
By anything the world says or does
Because you have understood
That there is no world
Only a field of consciousness
Called love