Love is the living fire that consumes, purges, cleanses, renews and warms and comforts.
Love is the creative force that flows like water through the entire weave and texture of the universe.
Love is the tears that we shed in silent weeping.
Love is the shrieking cry in the night that shatters our dreams and shocks us to wakefulness.
Love is the healing and consoling touch that renews and breathes life into the dry bones scattered on the ground.
Love is the song of the universe that sang all the worlds, stars and cosmos into being.
Love is the blood that flows from our hearts and throughout our veins and arteries.
Love is the music and dance that moves us in rhythm to the universe.
Love is the laughter of joy, the laughter of humour, the laughter of mirth and the laughter of irony.
Love is the peace that we establish between nations and persons, not because of fear, but the joy that is taken in one another's existence.
Love is the tender leaf and delicate flower unfurling in spring, as love is the harvest burgeoning from trees and in fields, as love is the coming winter frost and snow of the earth's rest from her labours of life.
Love is the truth that is spoken unto power.
Love is the breath of life that flows from our lips as we acknowledge the stranger and reach towards one another a hand of friendship and help.
Love is the very spirit and presence that made us and that sustains and renews us.
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Love hangs nailed to a cross, bleeding out onto the ground the very red and living presence of love, thus blotting out the sins of the world.
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