The first love letters are written with the eyes.
Real love is when you don’t have to tell each other.
The minuet I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere,
they’re in each other all along.
I remember looking up into the Divines “eyes” and feeling my self washed clean, home and loved. What power there is in a look, a glance a caress with the eyes. Love, can alter destinies, change fates and move mountains. Love can start and stop wars, and can by simply acting from love obliterate famine, disease and destitution. Love picks us up, twirls us around and puts us back down, in new space. Thus causing us to see from another’s perspective. How powerful is love? Men and women die for it, Live for it, survive for it.
Our Divine Self is LOVE, what are you willing to do for it today?
Me? I plan on co-creating loving Peace, with whomever I met, wherever I go, and in whatever I do. That’s my Goal.
May your day be blessed’