Rain on the window explodes with the lights all around.Love was there at the dawn of creation, at the beginning of time. Love is the taste of eternity freely given and that lives on deeply in our memory. Today we have been given time, time to do what we have to do, time to enjoy a cup of coffee and to read a good book, time to listen for love to speak. a time to laugh and put on a silly face. Love sometimes means untangling ourselves from the life of another, gently and quietly.
The love that we all need is speaking in the silence within us. Love speaks in the chirping of the birds and in the falling rain. Music lifts the spirit and mellows the soul.
Love comes as unexpected gifts of friendship and words of wisdom from our children and grandchildren. Love comes to invade our dreams and waken a new reality.
Dear Ones you are loved.
4 comments:
In the beginning was the word.
Love,
Rick
AMEN
I like this entry.
We have been listening to Stewart McClain on CD. That feels like love. Or at least reminds me of love.
Theresa
I like your comments. They mean a lot to me as we share alittle it of our thoughts from the heart.
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