If

I Wasn’t Loving You

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There are many times we with very deep feelings for another individual, we ask ourselves, what would I be doing if I wasn't loving you? There are many answers to that question, none of which seem very positive. Days would be void and lonely, cold without the warmth of your vibrations, nights would be full of searching for that someone special laying next to you. No one to share love nor life with, no one to feel that special warmth and vibrations of their thoughts, their feelings. No feeling of I would love to let my inward emotions flow without someone being in a oneness with while doing things. What would I be doing if I wasn't loving you? The world would only be known to me as existing and not that of living. Living is the togetherness of the blending of the Soul and Spirit, the flowing together of the salt and sweet tears. There would be no pages written with the red ink of the pride and contentment of the satisfaction and happiness, the tranquility, the serenity. There would be no placid water on the surface of the lake or the pond but turmoil in the dark depths of the sea of life not the lake of living. What would I be doing if I wasn't loving you?

As we are all aware of the vacancy within the Earthly Temple without someone to love or the in love-ness, the oneness, what would I be doing? As a nomad upon the desert, a lost merchant on the ocean, a wanderer upon the lands, not physically, not as lost souls lost in a geographical location where we might place our structure, our Earthly Temple in which all these feelings dwell. What would I be doing if I wasn't loving you? I would be floating, dreaming, drifting from one desire, one need, one want to another for someone special with which to reside within my inward feelings, the lack of totality and feeling another. No looking or seeing of beauty, only things that seems to be pretty and having that special someone to share the beauty of things seen only through ones eyes as pretty. Without that special listening and hearing soft words spoken, in warm words of love and affection. The touch, the feel, the looking and seeing, the vacancy, the lack of scent of that other, that opposite. Heavenly senses would be of no value, Earthly senses would be without reason. If I wasn't loving you there would be no reason for my existence, as being void of life, of living. The feeling of aliveness would be there no more, only the presence of purposelessness, just a purposeless structure without residents, as a pond or a lake without water. The sky without blue or stars, no sun, without warm rays, no moon without an aura. Mountains without a tip or a snow top, valleys would have no beauty, soft fresh falling snow would be of a dirty gray instead of the pureness of white, thunder would be without its roll. The warmth from the sun would have no feeling, no warmth, no coolness but void. Lightning would cease to exist because the lack of the spark of electricity would be gone from the skies.

No soft green moss upon the boulders as the greatness of the boulders would have no purpose. No needles upon the tall trees reaching their tips into the Heavens as they would be void of life itself. They would have no reason to reproduce because of the voidness of life but only of existence. The birds would not fly nor sing but would wander aimlessly about upon the ground. They have no reason to soar as there would be no beauty to observe.

The fish of the waters would face downstream as their backward swim would be of no progression. No sand upon the desert, no rain from the sky, the rain would cease to fall gently to Earth to nurture as nothing would grow but die, the world of no living creatures. What would I be doing if I wasn't loving you? Nothing, I would be a nothing without reason or purpose, that is why I care not for the answer.

What would I be doing if I wasn't loving you?

By: Rolling Thunder