Be Love

A tree touches me with his hand.

The tree spreads hope through his hand.

Some trees walk, some remain silent, some shout.

His eyes caress my soul through the soul that his eyes have.

The eyes show more emotions than a sunflower to the sun 

(I could also say: than a dog to a cat).

An eye that stares at the grass, is a lost eye, 

an eye that will stop sensing the depths of the world.

The universe speaks to us through movements, 

showing reality through our thoughts.

A universe is any thought that we produce, subconsciously; 

something that comes to us from God-knows-where. 

Universes are the human interactions that we create 

in order to satisfy our own neurological world.

My eyes express what he feels.

His eyes make me realize the purpose of my attitudes. 

Her eyes show him what love feels like.

Being a tree is not an easy thing, one has to stay awake, thinking,

but unable to express oneself. If he were a tree, 

he would have loads of complexities, thinking himself a butterfly.

Becoming a tree requires a sort of intelligence that's unknown to humans.

Having eyes doesn't mean being able to talk. 

Considering that someone has eyes,

 is a misleading presupposition. 

Thinking about atoms that have eyes, 

is understanding life.

My universe depends on the way that a butterfly wanders. 

His universe depends on the way that I view the atom 

(if it is a piece of thought or matter). 

Their universe depends on the way that my thoughts are analysed and, 

whether I feel like conceding them the marvellous act of seeing or not. 

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The trees, like the eyes and the universe, are a creation of our own mental perceptions. Everything we sense is based on the way we interact with others, it all exerts a powerful force in our chemical brains, thus reflecting our world through our feelings and personal misconception of reality. 

Death itself could be understood in different ways: one can see it as positive or negative, it depends on the people that one decides to be connected and on the way that each of us decides to express our daily emotions. 

Being kind to others shows our inner peace, makes the other being become at peace with himself and with us. To make kindness a daily act towards everyone (by this meaning: dogs, cats, grass, humans, water, trees, eyes, sun and any God that you have in mind - it can also be Quantum Physics your God), will not only benefit you, but it will make life easier to all of us. 

My final words are the following:

We were beings of love, spreading love should be spontaneous. Let's make of our days, a love game, spreading love to everyone, without minding our personal differences. Let's talk our problems with those who cause it, instead of being violent with those innocent beings that have nothing to do with our personal anger. 

Be love.

Become love.

Express love.

Show love.

Breathe love.

Be prepared to receive love