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  • “The whole Universe is made of love,
    every atom, every fiber, every cell,
    it is all a creation of love, created
    in love, and very few experience this.
    Those who do, experience who they truly are.”


    Hey, my Beloved!
    I think we are lost.

    How did we find our way
    into this sacred jungle of love,

    this blooming forest of love orchids,
    blue butterflies,, and rainbow birds?

    Did we take a wrong turn
    back at that banyan tree beyond the inn,

    where the road divided?
    Or did we have too much wine,

    and stagger off in the wrong direction?
    However we arrived, we are here now.

    I doubt we shall ever find our way out!
    Who would want to leave such Divine bliss?

    Let’s just continue to wander around
    like crazy lost people without a country,

    dancing, kissing, and singing at the top of our lungs.

    (Photograph by Alex at Terrano, in the virtual 3-D world of Second Life)
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