Love, as illusive as smoke and as thirsty as a flower. Love takes attention to grow and flourish, neglect to do that, and love shrivels into nothingness…
There are different kinds of knowing…different kinds of love. After awhile we give up the definitions because they only reflect our own prejudices. And we’ve grown tired of them following us around…the little tyrants.
You’ll be given love
You have to trust it
All is full of love
All around you
I do love that song
definitely
an all time
favourite
For love is not in the understanding but the non-tangible feeling it brings.
unique snowflakes
the tangents
to describe love
Love, as illusive as smoke and as thirsty as a flower. Love takes attention to grow and flourish, neglect to do that, and love shrivels into nothingness…
Caring
such an essential
element
There are different kinds of knowing…different kinds of love. After awhile we give up the definitions because they only reflect our own prejudices. And we’ve grown tired of them following us around…the little tyrants.
that made me smile
a wry giggle
squeaked out too
As a recovering
perfectionist
it’s comforting
unwinding
letting go
of my prejudices
Better to know than to understand.
you’re so right
~
I like that …
Indeed it’s okay. Simply appreciate and revel in it. Merry Christmas to you and your family GS.
Merry Christmas
~
to you
and
your family
~
peace
gorgeous poem & image ;-)
thank you
~
for
your
kindness