It isn’t something you find under a rock, in the depth of the ocean waters or behind the white fluffy clouds. Not a place or a thing nor is it something you can put a price on.
It takes no shape and it lights no room. This cannot be simply taught or taken.
This is love. Love isn’t found it’s discovered. It surrounds us completely, it has no shape as it’s all encompassing. It is so completely pure that light cannot define it. It can be given away without a second thought and is found by the youngest child and lost at times by the oldest heart.
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