If I close my eyes for only a second, I am blind. The world is a darkness impenetrable, and I am it's captive, still and breathing in a blanket of nothingness.
If I close my ears to what all is said, I am deaf. My head is filled with the silence of my own thoughts, and nothing but the bells and whistles from within are to be heard.
If I reach out to nothing, I feel not. I am now immovable. Neither the prick, nor pain, nor searing that comes with loss and goodbyes can ever burn me.
I am the stronghold that no one can overthrow, that none might break, and that time has no capacity to grind down. In this way, I have become invincible.
But I have become invincible without love.
For love looks with eyes of kindness, it looks to those who hurt with sympathy. Love's eyes do not scorn, they do not push the needy away, nor do they flee when help is sought from them. Love is kind, and it's eyes see beyond the surface.
And love hears with ears of patience, it finds the voices in the distance crying out for aid, and it answers. Love's ears are not closed to those who look for a friend, those who search for someone to confide in and to depend upon. Love is patient, and it's ears are willing to listen.
Finally, love endures. It does not shrink away from all that is harsh and prickly on the outside. Love does not simply collapse and wither away when rejected. Instead, love will grow stronger, and in all abundance it will blossom, finding the thorns, and replacing them with gentle flowers of grace, mercy, and righteousness. Love will endure through all, and is stronger than that which is called invincibility.
Love is the ultimate power. And none who stand against it will stand for long.
