The Love We Share

Come ye heavy laden, ye outcast, oppressed, and poor in spirit.

Come and listen while I tell you the great secret, the most important thing:

The way to be brave is to love.

To love and be loved,

Joyfully, loyally, recklessly, unguarded, vulnerably, boundlessly – Love!

For perfect love casteth out ALL fear

Love wears no armor, for it pierces the thickest walls

Love bears no arms, for it requires no force to bring us all to our knees

Joyfully weeping, and ready to kiss the ground

Love wears no armor, Love bears no arms

It brings us all to our knees,

Kissing the ground that another, many others, walk on

Love brings us to see clearly, vividly, gloriously

The God within us all

And when we love and are loved

When we truly love and are truly loved

Then we will beat our swords into ploughshares

And use old spears to pluck divine fruits of our holy labors

(Sweeter than any found in Eden)

And bid farewell to fear, and ever rest

Safely,

Joyfully,

Peacefully,

In the Love we share

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About the Author

Composer, writer, and performer Randall Smith lives in pursuit of creative practice that challenges categories and defies assumptions and expectations about genre and style traditions. Viewing art as a uniting and edifying force, Smith's interests chiefly lie in unusual and unexpected collaborations with artists of various disciplines and media, as well as community experiences that challenge traditional formats and participant roles. Never one to shy away from the bizarre, Smith makes up one half of punk-classical duo Counterpoint Hangman. Hobbies and extra-musical pursuits include cooking, reading everything in sight, learning languages, and Chinese martial arts.