By Pretty Alice
I learned that the language of love is.
And
The language of argument isn't.
You can believe or disbelieve.
It is not for me to convince you, only to listen
and share and listen.
After my transformation love is all there is
for me
and the experience of the celestial plane.
I died. I returned transformed.
The only argument I had was with myself.
The only solution was to let go.
So if we ever meet, I hope you will
approach with kindness. But,
if you can't it doesn't t matter to me if don't.
That is your journey.
1 comment:
Agree.
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