The thoughts that tiptoe now are like a ballet as they sway to and fro’ across the dance floor, the ocean of Love calling to us from the edge of our madness, across the threshold bowing in the sudden wind.
Step across the span, enter the kingdom of Love, eternal lifetimes to correct our human mistakes. Stand up and say it with me! Come! Speak of your sorrow, your Love, too!
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The emerald shone through the glass as if it were its heart living two lifetimes at once. One is now the other is now, spirit and flesh, flesh and spirit, fused into one that holds Love.
It all started out as a question, unseen, but felt from here to infinity. Friends get to know strangers, like brothers hug one another in a warm embrace, life and laughter beneath our feet, our rapid breath.
Life without belief is like hope without Love.
Listen to her dream in her sleep.
“Enough” is the word you never try to say. It’s the hardest lesson to learn.
Belief has become a disease to Love.
© 2011 by mark prime
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