The Lover of Love
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My first attempt at writing so feedback is welcome!
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This is the journey of a Lover. Each part in a deliberate order to reflect states and stages one passes with Love.
A collection of poetry, quotes and descriptions about Love, written by myself and few others that have been a source of inspiration. One of the main inspirations for the style of writing was the great, known scholar and poet Mevlana Rumi (1207-1273) who wrote powerfully about Love for God.
Love is said to come in many different forms and it is said that the same love is never found twice. Love isn't always for people either, we may fall in love with things around us, such as, the sunset.
Love can be for a physical thing that appeals to our bodily senses or it may be for One that is beyond that, such as God, making it a spiritual Love.
No matter how one chooses to see Love, we are all impacted by it in some way on this journey of life.
I hope my words are able to reach out to you, inspire you and make you smile at least once.♥
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