Under the endless sea of thoughts, there are deep rooted volcanoes of emotions. It’s outrageous eruption gives birth to the island of imagination!
Embrace me in your arms,
I shall follow with a smile.
You have given me my part of life
And am happy to have lived it worthwhile.
No worries, no regrets, no complaints
I am a satisfied man in the end.
When we look at our parents, we know love is unconditional.
When the cold wind blows off our worries, we feel love is unconditional.
When a passerby lends us a little help, we see love is unconditional.
When a bird travels miles in search of food and comes back to its nest to feed it’s newborn, we believe love is unconditional.
When a begger shares his stale chapati with a street dog, we understand love is unconditional.
Love is a form of care, faith, belief, trust and selflessness. Love is unconditional when it’s pure.
This was just a random answer I wrote on Quora and then sort of liked it myself. 🙂