Flowering on clouds . . .

Flowering on clouds . . ., originally uploaded by naturewalker.

Read something beautiful today... The first magic of love is the ignorance that it can never end.

The exact quote is in the side panel but will move on. This quote will not be there in a few days. But its message will now be here. Whenever anyone chooses to see it, feel it, live it... it will be here.

When we love, we forget that once ignited this flame will never die. It is, infact, not even a flame. It is a gentle fire that drives life and gives it the warmth that is needed to sustain life.

Love is that gentle feeling that spreads a warm glow across the horizon. It is that warmth that is at the centre of existence. That defines the quality of life we lead.

It is like the lotus in a pond. In the water and the dirt, but untouched by it.

Magically, love transforms everything it touches. It soothes burns of suffering souls and warms the chill in the lonely bones.

It makes people insecure with the fear of losing it all because it would mean the end of life for them. It also makes people so secure that they will be able to move mountains because love is in their life.

We choose whether we make it our strength or our weakness...

Whether we bloom despite the muck or succumb to it.

Whether we reflect the light of the skies or choke with the dirt...

The knowledge that love can never die is ours to choose or to overlook. It does not change the nature of love...

Love only grows.
It can do nothing else!

And when love grows, it expands the vessel that contains it. It spills over to flow all around when the growth of the vessel cannot keep up with it.

Either way, love transforms everything it touches. And makes it immortal.