There is nothing holier in this life of
ours than the first consciousness of love
--the first fluttering of its silken wings
--the first rising sound and breath of
that wind which is soon to sweep
through the soul, to purify or to destroy.
~~Longfellow
3 comments:
Beautiful, the photos--AND the words of the great one. Thank you, for memories, past, present, and future. It is in love that all things become truly completed.
Steve E.
What was it Thoreau said: There is no remedy for love but to love more....
beautiful
Such beautiful comments, Steve and Paul...thank you so much!
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