...because I love.

I like to dream. Of a perfect world. And when I do, it really becomes perfect. In my mind. Maybe that's the closest I come to communing with god. I imagine it's the way god feels. Perfect. His Creation. When looked at as a whole. Adds up to perfection. Albeit, beyond human comprehension. But still, for a moment at least, I feel as if I am immersed in a perfect world. Because I am conscious. Aware. And in love. Yes, maybe that is the essence of perfection. To be touched by love. Without love, the world would be imperfect. And without god. But I know god is here...because I love. --Jim Broede