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Words can touch in a myriad of ways

but they can never fully express the feeling

just a faint whisper,

a shadow of the essence that was felt.

But everything turns in a great circle

a cycle of time

Things come

things go

and things come round again

Maybe we cling

but we forget that clinging dulls the moment

Stay flowing if you can in each moment

There is where it sparkles to illuminate your soul

each feeling a blessing

a gift

like a shower of love

a wash of spirit

Stay in the love

for that is the only truth

Take this love and radiate it out to touch all things, all people.

Don’t be tempted to place it in a box with a pretty bow, it won’t breathe in there

Love needs movement and space

Love with conditions resides in a box,

but over time it withers

where it can become bitter and stagnant

it changes form.

Even though we think putting it in a box will protect it,

keep it from harms way

Love must be free to move and breathe and change form constantly

Like a graceful dance, its fluid

like melted gold

Let the winds lead it onwards to new shores

We are like waves crashing on the shore

one experience in the immensity of experience

Each encounter like a wave

but each wave pure and simple in its beauty

To me this is love