We are Love
A re we in paradise? Throw a seed on the ground and it will grow. Make love and in one moment of moving heat a tiny, invisible point of life is conceived and grows and blooms until it rushes forth into the light, a child, a piece of beauty unfolded and free. I think we are, we just don't know it. There is something deeper to this life, to living, something indefinably eternal in spite of our mortality something missed too often. If I could name it I would call it Mystery. If I could see it I... Sign in to see full entry.