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This image is dedicated to my beloved identical twin sister Karon ( stzar ) ~ "What is Love ~ Love is the scent with the lotus born. It is the silent choirs of petals Singing the winter’s harmony of uniform beauty. Love is the song of the soul, singing to God. It is the balanced rhythmic dance of planets - sun and moon lit In the sky hall festooned with fleecy clouds – Around the sovereign Silent Will. It is the thirst of the rose to drink the sunrays And blush red with life. ‘Tis the promptings of the mother earth To feed her milk to the tender, thirsty roots, And to nurse all life. It is the urge of the sun To keep all things alive. Love is the unseen craving of the Mother Divine That took the protecting father–form, And that feeds helpless mouths With milk of mother’s tenderness. It is the babies’ sweetness, Coaxing the rain of parental sympathy To shower upon them. It is the lover’s unenslaved surrender to the beloved To serve and solace. It is the elixir of friendship, Reviving broken and bruised souls. It is the martyr’s zeal to shed his blood For the well-beloved fatherland. It is the ineffable, silent call of the heart to another heart. It is the God-drunk poet’s heartaches For every creature’s groans. Love is to enjoy the family rose of petal-beings, And thence to move to spacious fields - Passing by portals of social, national, international sympathy, On to the limitless Cosmic Home – To gaze with looks of wonderment, And to serve all that lives, still or moving. This is to know what love is. He knows who lives it. Love is evolution’s ameliorative call To the far-strayed sons To return to Perfection’s home. It is the call of the beauty – robed ones To worship the great Beauty. It is the call of God Through silent intelligences And starburst of feelings. Love is the Heaven Toward which the flowers, rivers, nations, atoms, creatures – you and I Are rushing by the straight path of action right, Or winding laboriously on error’s path, All to reach haven there at last." ~ From: Songs of the Soul, by Paramahansa Yogananda