~~{Love}~~
Love has no beginning Or any end
Love is immortal, even as the lovers come and go.
Love is tenderness; it can conquer even the hardest heart.
Love dwells not in one place; it occupies every fiber of one’s being.
Love has a way with itself, it is neither blind, nor does it have any eyes.
Love is beautiful, for it can give even the ugliest a look of divinity.
Love is all things to all; yet love is only for those who want love.
Love has no story to tell; it is only present in the {Presence}.
-P Rawat-
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