Creative Corner|Feb 21, 2012 7:18 AM| by:


When love is brewed to its richest,
It exceeds words and becomes silence.
Then there can be no acts of love,
Just an unconditional embrace,
In which all action happens,
There can be no doer, nor doing, nor anything that can be done
In the vast realm of a sacred silence,
That loves unconditionally.

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