Love adorns itself;
it seeks to prove inward joy by outward beauty.
Love does not claim possession,
but gives freedom.
Love is an endless mystery,
for it has nothing else to explain it.
Love's gift cannot be given,
it waits to be accepted.
-- Tagore
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O Love, O pure deep Love, be here, be now,
Be all – worlds dissolve into your
stainless endless radiance,
Frail living leaves burn with your brighter
than cold stares –
Make me your servant, your breath, your core.
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Dont forget to write yourself a love letter. You are loved by me, and by the Universe, and likely by far more people than you may realize. May you receive all the love and joy and affection that you may wish for in this and coming days.