In the memory of our Love
there is a living lineage,
passed down through the generations.
Each of our ancestors
took their moments
to open and learn
and shine their Love
into the future.
And all the flowers
that bloomed for them,
and every strangers smile
brought a little brighter
their love into ours.
The history of our Love
goes way back to the beginning;
our Love is as old as star dust.
And now, anew.
Every moment.
Breathing its life into the world.
Our Love is fresh as a new green leaf,
and as current as a sunbeam.
It is an imminent welcoming.
Beyond even time,
our Love is the breath
of the Eternal,
what always was
and will always be.
Love is Old
by far,
And Love is New.
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