天籟心語

 

        Long ago, we would be excited at even the slightest alteration of light and shadow.  We would be fascinated with even the vaguest image of a face.  Any pair of eyes were beautiful.  We would always be so enchanted by them that we would grab a stranger onto our face so we could examine them closely .  The voice around us, though meaningless yet in our mind, could comfort us with a sense of security.  Gradually, we came to understand words like: “I love you, baby.” “Be a good boy(or girl)!” “You are my angel!”  etc. The whole world seemed to be a colorful picture with constant changing content.  We would sleep smiling.

     Somehow, someday, all these lost their original charm.  There were no more soothing smiles and encouraging hugs.  We loathed the play of light and shadow. We started to hate even the quietest noise. Nothing could arouse our curiosity anymore. Not even the most illusive magic show.  Raindrops were never again inspirations of thought and a breeze would no longer cheer us up.  Then, suddenly, we found our heart longing for those words again—“I love you, baby.”

    Love is like the ocean, it may have its storms but it will always see clear in the end. Love is a noble act of self-giving, offering trust, faith, and loyalty. The more you love, the more you lose a part of yourself, yet you don't become less of who you are; you end up being complete with your loved ones. True love is worth waiting for even if it takes a lifetime. Then in return a lifetime of love will be waiting for you.

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