Love Flowing...


I think young love tends to be powerful and unrelenting. It lets loose and comes smashing into the rocks of life at full force. Often leaving hurt and pain in its wake. And as you get older. And as the rocks wear down and smooth out. Love learns to just rise in large swells and come flowing up and over everything in a gentle all-encompassing blanketing flow which gently seeks out and fills every void. Every empty space. All without damaging or hurting anything. Or anyone...

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