Self love I say and Some shake their heads and point Somewhere outside themselves Sharing their view of truth Truth so cosmic Truth so immense Truth that would require Millions of lifetimes to begin to grasp its entirety... So I say Grasp at whatever Bit is closest to you Let the music play... Cause Not every tree is an oak Not every song is called folk Different roads lead us home and I know Different guys named Jerome Not only fish live in the sea and There's no one exactly like you or me so Let people be Let people live Let people love Does it really matter whether love begins Inward and expands outward or starts Outward and moves inward or Comes from above and bleeds down below or sleeps Below and blossoms heavenward Love creates love because, and I'm sure all the religions would agree... God is love So just Love folks Love stronger Love harder Love softer Love sweeter Love