From "love it" to "lose it"

In one split moment, I can go from utter love to loosing it. How about you?

Can your peace be pierced in a flash? How can we be so fickle?

How can our love and/or peace be so fleeting, so unstable?

Anything can trigger us. Just recall the next time something explodes inside,

we are called to love. It's a discipline. It's a choice.

Lose it in love, not anger.