Love…
…transforms people and alters lives. No one remains the same after it finds them. Much like wind and weather bends and shapes a sapling; each of us is by love formed and fashioned.
From the book “Come to My Senses” by Peter McWilliams
Love…
no matter
what you
feel it for,
is still love.
The object does not
change the emotion.
But the emotion
quite often
changes the object.
Love…
…will run away when chased and comes when it is least expected. Being prepared for its arrival is unneeded. Love requires only that you open yourself to its possibility when it appears.
American romantic fiction writer Shana Abe
I don’t want
the heavens
or the shooting stars.
I don’t want
gemstones
or gold…
I want…
a steady hand.
A kind soul.
I want to
fall asleep,
and wake,
knowing
my heart is safe.
Love…
…was new those two summers you visited your grandparents for a few weeks. Young as we were, our hearts found love for the first time. Holding hands, hugging and kissing was never more pure and innocent. Remembering stirs my soul.
Young American poet and writer Kayla Carson
You
know
you
love
him
when
you can’t
sleep at
night and
get up
early
to talk
to him
the next
morning.
Love…
…fetched springtime to this heart a good distance before the calendar deemed the season start. Far ahead of spring narcissus sprouts, “je suis amoureux” has bloomed with fertile vigor.
Elizabeth Barrett To Robert Browning June 4, 1846
…I love you
with the fullness
of my nature.
Nothing of all
this unspeakable
goodness and tenderness
is lost on me…
I catch on my face
and hands every drop
of all this dew.
Love…
…is alive sparkling within as sleep comes to find me, when I wake and through each day. As the mystery of “us” unfolds there is fear, but joy is stronger. You came to me unexpectedly, but I am deeply grateful for the surprise.
Quote by a writer unknown/anonymous
I will love you always.
When your hair is white,
I will still love you.
When the smooth softness
of youth is replaced
by the delicate softness of age,
I will still want you.
When your face is full of the lines
of every smile you have ever smiled,
of every surprise I have seen flash
through your eyes, when every tear
you have cried has left its mark
upon your face, I will treasure you
all the more, because I was there
to see it all. I will share your life
with you and I will love you
until my last breath.
Love…
…is in the magic of a touch that causes a sweet shutter. It is in eye contact that lights up two faces. Love is in the softness of voice one speaks to the other with. Ordinary becomes extraordinary…
American author, columnist, and political activist Orson Scott
Love shortens time,
changes the hours.
Love is invincible.
Many waters cannot
quench it
nor the floods drown.
The supreme happiness
of life is the conviction
that we are loved.
Love…
…brings a feeling like Spring after Winter. There is great hope of what is to come and everything appears more beautiful and filled with life. The arrival of love changes a person. They are never the same again.
From “The Reed of God” by Caryll Houselander
Most people know
the sheer wonder
that goes with
falling in love,
how not only does
everything in heaven
and earth become new,
but the lover himself
becomes new.
It is literally like
the sap rising
in the tree,
putting forth
new green
shoots of life.
Love…
…is like a firefly blinking, giving its light and leading you toward it. If you’re lucky you can catch it. If you are very lucky you won’t have to. Love will come land on you.
Little is known about the writer, Timothy Oliveira
There are two kinds of sparks,
the one that goes off
with a hitch like a match,
but it burns quickly.
The other is the kind
that needs time,
but when
the flame strikes…
it’s eternal,
don’t forget that.
Love…
…will sneak up and surprise you. When you least expect it is when love arrives. It doesn’t care about what is convenient or what your circumstances are. True love comes when it comes and not a moment sooner or later.
From “The Truth About Forever” by Sarah Dessen
There is never
a time or place
for true love.
It happens
accidentally,
in a heartbeat,
in a single flashing,
throbbing moment.
Love…
…can paint full color over monochrome and drown self-doubt with belief. It can replace frail vulnerability with strength and restless thought with clarity of purpose. Love is the re-shaper of lost hope and restorer of faded faith. As food is to the body, love is to the soul.
“He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven” by William Butler Yeats
Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I,
being poor,
have only dreams;
I have spread my dreams
under your feet;
Tread softly
because you tread
on my dreams.
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