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She did not respond, only clung harder to my embrace, and I held her with all the afflictions of a man torn by love. What a miracle she was, what a truly exquisite paragon of beauty and virtue so incredibly combined. And all perhaps wrenched from my grasp because of a war I had no real interest in nor knowledge of. In that moment I did not care who won, if only it would end and I could be with her. I would accept the whole responsibility of defeat if I had to, if only it meant a life with her by my side.I just wanted her. Needed her. As simply and clearly as one needs food and oxygen and light, I needed her in my life.And above us, flittering tranquilly in the trees above, the finches and skylarks continued to sing peacefully into the fading sun.

The melodious song mesmerized me and cloaked my soul in a most liberating embrace I had never known. The emotion enveloped me, and smothered the emptiness.

Behold my Love which traveled by Sudden Days. I wash away my withered cold Hands to a Warm Embrace of You, My Eternal Summer!

Lovers dream of one more embrace.One more kiss.One act of love, no matter how small.For in loving, lover and belovedemptied themselves.Now, they look for their oasislike men engulfed in flames.Even filled to the brim, they will never satiate. For they continue to leak, thesecracked vessels.How else did love seep through?

Embrace the power of little things and you will build a tower of mighty things. Mighty things are made up varieties of little things put together!

My borrowed power insists that negative situations, too, assist me on the path to greater becoming. It's never about the circumstance(s); these are surface level 'symptomatics'. How we deal with the energy it brings, however, is telling of how we choose to respond. There's no escaping Earth-School lessons. Embrace that it's still about your development, and not the illusion of fear's representative attempting to lead you astray. Be conscious and see free.

The heart cannot embrace what the mind does not accept.

The world of light and starry grace;within your mind I live to trace.Your thought__ speed in thunder__ glory,lightening my being with dream__ story.I embrace the tree carrying your nameYour unspoken wish : the heart of fame.

Our distracted digital world is here to stay, so the question is more of how we can truly embrace the beauty that is the stillness and the silence.

Your embrace feels like slipping the key in the front door.

Stay upbeat and keep your head held high. There is no end to the power of positive thinking. I AM looking forward to all the wealth, success, and abundance speeding my way!

We spend so much time trying to change others _ in part _ because we do not deeply believe in and embrace ourselves as we already are. And so more often than not we do not learn to trust and utilize our gifts and power whole-heartedly enough to pursue and fulfill our own passions, purpose and possibilities.

Reach out for, then embrace your heart consciousness.

Time waits for no man" but no man dares not wait for "his Time.""Love is patient" but Time is not, yet it takes Time to find Love.Love they say, is blind. Because it "covers a multitude of sins?"To Love we should unwind, tell me when was the last Time.Love is steep; in no Time you fall in it.Time is free, howbeit, a sacrifice to spend with Love.The more Love fills the heart, the Less Time to mind...Yet, the same Time heals the heart when Love breaks it.Yay, the friendly enmity between Time and Love.Embrace it, only if you can!

When you are brave enough to see me and accept me at my most basic, uninspired, unremarkable self _ indeed, embrace my ordinariness - then, and only then, will you develop eyes to see the extraordinary splendor of my heart.

Sadness clings to you like a cat unwilling to release its claws, so you embrace it and stroke it until it is content to sleep in your heart, until awakened by a sound, a smell, or a memory...but it never leaves you.

Stars are always dancing. Sometimes they dance twinkling away with the rhythm of your joyful heart and sometimes they dance without movement to embrace your heartache as if frozen sculptures of open-armed sadness.

When I hold you in my arms, I live inside your rainbow and you live inside mine.