Love & Light: A Collection of Inspirational Stories & Poems

In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering.

As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.

It erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have a to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment. Because if you pick it up, it dies and it ceases to be what you love. So if you love a flower, let it be.

Love is not about possession. It is about appreciation. You seem to be logged out.

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