Posted on June 5, 2013 Updated on August 18, 2013
I am Love
dressed in a soul
traveling in a human body
sometimes confusing myself
with being a human
This entry was posted in Musings, Poetry and tagged being human, Life, Love, Musings, Poetry, Reflections, Spirituality, Thoughts.
how perfect and succinct and perfectly true. enough to make one chuckle :)
I’m so glad you liked it :)
We are a truly baffling lot. Confusion about love resonates through our hearts and minds like a constant drip. Never ceasing. Sometimes love seems unattainable. Sometimes if seems to be a cosmic joke being played on us. But truest love develops when we aren’t looking for it
But when you drop to your heart and connects with that, it’s all so magically simple – and all true love.
True love us a sneaky thing. It creeps up like a vining rose and blossoms with a sweetness that is memorable.
That’s a beautiful and very poetic way to put it.
See? I can be quite inventive. I’m really a LOT smarter than I may appear.
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