Tuesday, 6 December 2011
Love
At that moment, it seemed to him that time stood still, and the Soul of the World surged within him. When he looked into her dark eyes, and saw that her lips were poised between a laugh and silence, he learned the most important part of the language that all the world spoke-the language that everyone on was capable of understanding in their heart. It was love. something older than humanity, more ancient than the desert.Something that exerted the same force whenever two pair of eyes met. She smiled , and that was certainty an omen-the omen he had been awaiting, without even knowing he was, for all his life. The omen he had sought to find with his sheep and in his books. in the crystals ans in the silence of the desert. It was the pure language of the World.
He knew that his love for her wold enable him to discover every treasure in the world.There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes person in the love, and creates a win soul for every person tin the world. Without such love, one's dreams would have no meaning. And realizing that he had loved her before he even knew she existed.
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