Made from Love

 

You and I,

we’re made from Love.

Coloured, shaped, textured and historied differently,

but the same dough,

fashioned by the same creative hands.

Baked in the same oven called Life.

How can we point our fingers at each other

and blame and shame one another?

Don’t we see we’re here together?

That we belong to each other?

May we draw each other closer

not push each other apart