It is love that fashions us into the fullness of our being <br />not our looks, not our work, not our wants, <br />not our achievements, not our parents, <br />not our status, not our dreams. <br />These are all the fodder and the filler, the navigating fuels of our lives, but it is love: who we love, how we love, why we love and that we love which ultimately shapes us.<br /><br />Lost Butterfly<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-762/
