Oh, you beauty, love that resides in me with the name of god, in all of us, for all of us and with all of us.
If the love is such divine, it is undeniably much cherished than anything else. Truest form in it’s happiest self. Divine is the only love that’s true. There is one from the mother, the source of creation. There is one from the soul that owns you.
Dove, flying with the winds🕊