This thing called love

Love for one another, love for a special person, for your lover, for your children, for your family, for your friends and for others that pass us by in life and not forgetting love for those no longer with us. So many different kinds of love, but all are strong and true. Each occupies a small fragment of your heart, but that small fragment is powerful. Each type of love can bathe you with joy but can also beat you down cruely. For our vision of love is sometimes unreal, the hearts and flowers and joy forever. Love can become possesive, love can cause jealousy and love can cause sadness and pain, but it is also a joy to behold, the embrace of a family member, a hug from your children, a kiss from your lover, a phonecall from a friend and a hello from someone you don´t recognise in the street. All of these things and more can love create and with this knowledge so it will permit you to know the secrets of your heart.

For even as love crowns you , so shall he crucify you.

Even as he is for growth so he is for pruning. (Khalil Gibran)

Light a rose coloured candle in the name of love once you have read this and think about this thing called love.