It's been a while. Still. You can listen to this while I think...
Tell me, how often do you fall in love? I don't mean the all-consuming, absorbing, self-centered love, I mean, how often do you hear the pure sound of a song that simply speaks to you, reaches your soul. No one else involved, just you and the sound that conjures up the perfection you would so desire to achieve, but never will.
What about the purity of a child's smile the first time it is given to you, or the outreach of arms that, for the moment, are for you alone? Maybe it's a sunset that fills you with awe, or perhaps the birdsong in Spring that wakes you on a quiet morning. It can be anything, really, that touches your spirit and moves you a sense of great beauty or tranquillity.
It doesn't happen often and often we miss the moment, too busy, too tired, too absorbed in something else. It's fleeting love.
Tell me, how often do you fall in love? I don't mean the all-consuming, absorbing, self-centered love, I mean, how often do you hear the pure sound of a song that simply speaks to you, reaches your soul. No one else involved, just you and the sound that conjures up the perfection you would so desire to achieve, but never will.
What about the purity of a child's smile the first time it is given to you, or the outreach of arms that, for the moment, are for you alone? Maybe it's a sunset that fills you with awe, or perhaps the birdsong in Spring that wakes you on a quiet morning. It can be anything, really, that touches your spirit and moves you a sense of great beauty or tranquillity.
It doesn't happen often and often we miss the moment, too busy, too tired, too absorbed in something else. It's fleeting love.
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