Where love is known
And destiny makes its call
Now I want to take you away
Bring you to that place
Where there are no doubts
Where only conviction and faith preside
Where obstructions are but momentary
That place within my arms
Now I want to take you away
Bring you to that place
Where there are no doubts
Where you feel the vastness and closeness
Where an embrace holds and frees you
Where you live the beauty you are
Where love is known
And destiny makes its call.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Georgia O’Keeffe', "Red, Yellow and Black Streak," 1924, oil on canvas, 39 3/8 x 31
"The popular customs associated with Saint Valentine's Day undoubtedly had their origin in a conventional belief generally received in England and France during the Middle Ages, that on 14 February, i.e. half way through the second month of the year, the birds began to pair. Thus in Chaucer's Parliament of Foules we read:Whan every foul cometh ther to choose his mate.
For this reason the day was looked upon as specially consecrated to lovers and as a proper occasion for writing love letters and sending lovers' tokens." From: http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/15254a.htm
2 comments:
winderful ode rose marie...happy valentine's to you.
Brian, Thank you`♥´ and love to you and yours in splendor be.
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