Love is inevitable,
imminent,
always present,
always waiting.

Every step towards Love

is celebrated profusely by the Heavens.

Every step is guided.
Decisions follow a pattern,
a blueprint traced at life's inception.

Even when it seems we are going backwards,
we are, in truth, always moving forward,
inevitably carried by a cosmic dance,
an incessant celebration in spiral.

When it feels we are sinking,
we are, in fact, being drawn

to the point of propulsion,
like bowstrings drawing

to launch us to the heavens.

The tension may hurt,

even be excruciating,
but the release propels us onward,

to the edges of freedom,

ascending weightless,
shattering confinements,
bidding farewell

to the illusion of division.

Every steppingstone brings us closer.
Every determined step

invites the Universe to meet us halfway,
ushering us deeper
into Love's inevitability,
into the endless celebration of existence,
embracing the joy that fulfills every moment,
every footprint marking this rising journey.