Dance Of The Soul ... ❤ ❤ ❤

Joy fills my eyes, remembering your hair, with tears, and these tears roll and shine. Into my thoughts are woven a dark night with raindrops and the rolling and shining of love songs... (from the Hindustani of Mir Taqui, 18th century ✿❀ڿڰۣ I hold it true, whate’er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; ’Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. (Alfred Lord Tennyson, In Memoriam, 27, 1850) ✿❀ڿڰۣ Though a swift stream is divided by a boulder in its headlong flow, though divided, on it rushes, and at last unites again. (Sutoku, 1119-1164) ✿❀ڿڰۣ Любовь никогда не перестает. O amor jamais acaba. L’amour ne périt jamais. Láska nikdy nezanikne. Love never fails. El amor jamás se extingue. A szeretet soha el nem fogy. Láska nemá konca. Die Liebe höret nimmer auf. L’amore non verrà mai meno. Miłość nigdy nie ustaje. (1 Corinthians 13:8)