Intangible. Eternal. Without beginning nor end. The nameless,
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Formless energy that permeates all living things. That sweeps
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Through nature like a ripple in an ocean, sending cascades of
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Timeless wonder through the air, on the song of a bird, the
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Freshness of the morning air. A clear calling for our inner
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Nature to awaken beyond our every day lives, and fears. Love
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Is timeless, love is purity. It is the lightless light, the
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Rays of the sunrise dancing on the surface of the sea. Love is
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You, and love is me. It is the deepest knowing, the serenity of
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Being, the laughter of the earth, the limitless breath of the
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Wind, the wonder of potential, the power of thought, the gift
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Of life, the highest vibration, the most profound awareness...
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The knower. Life. Love. Infinite. within you. Now. Always.
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For it is in love's gentle embrace that we come to know the
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Space between us. A feeling deep within that not all is what it
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Seems. that we bear witness to a magic as deep our own, to a
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Summernight horizon that whispers "welcome" to your soul. And
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In those fleeting, trembling moments that we share between the
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Worlds, it is enough for us to know that in each other we must
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Care, for alive and not alone are we the children of the world,
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Here to witness time and the unfolding miracle of the soul.
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There is no difficulty that enough love will not conquer. There is
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No disease that enough love cannot heal, No door that enough love
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Will not open, No gulf that enough love will not bridge, and no
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War that enough love will not throw down. It makes no difference
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How deeply seated may be the trouble, how hopeless the outcome, how
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Muddled the tangle, how great the mistake. A sufficient realization
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Of love will dissolve it all. And if you could love enough, you
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Would be the happiest and most powerful person in the world.
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Hindsight
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