19.9.12

But What Then Do You Use It For



Love is a flower 
that grows in any soil, 
works its sweet miracles 
undaunted by autumn frost 
or winter snow, blooming 
fair and fragrant all the year, 
and blessing those who give 
and those who receive.

– Louisa May Alcott

. . . . .


and how we are all
preparing for that
abrupt waking,
and that calling,
and that moment
we have to say yes,
except it will
not come so grandly,
so Biblically,
but more subtly
and intimately in the face
of the one you know
you have to love

– David Whyte



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