Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Beyond Words
How is love defined? Timeless, transcendent Aeons confined in time
4 comments:
well...you encompassed everything in this nice lines. Cant think of anything else than maybe touch? Of love and soul.
Thanks jon and ghost...!
Thank you for your visit to my site and for your lovely comment. This is a beautiful post on my favorite subject. Timeless, transcendent. Yes.
Peace and joy be with you.
welll .. in love .. time stops !
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