Dedicated to My World ... Ginger

I know not, what happened to my being, when first we met.

Love, when first encountered, is an epiphany.
It opens up heaven itself.

Nothing else comes close to answering the questions posed since the ages of time and man.

Why am I here?
What is my purpose?
What God found quality of mine deserves his gift of life?
Who and What is God?
What does he want of me?

For all, that epiphany marks the beginning of a new perspective on everything.

For many, it marks the first day of a different way of thinking.

For some, it marks the first day of a different way of living.

For few, it marks the fist day of a different way of being.

Once upon your consciousness, love requires your most dedicated focus and attention.

Like a newborn, it cannot be ignored, put aside, or forgotton for even the smallest amount of time, without risking it's very life and the quality of the rest of your own.

Once it has taken root in your heart, it lives entirely on the frequency, strength and ability to satisfy it's one an only requirement for life, which is, to give it's fruits and seeds away freely, in order to make room enough for it to continue to grow and become a significant part of who you and what you end up becoming.

Without enough room to grow, it quickly becomes smothered and choked, cut off from your mind, it will die a silent uneventful death where (at most), all that remains of it is the memory of the moment it entered your life.

Without the immediate and constant breath of the life giving oxygen that only you can provide, like a hot spark, in the unignited fires of your life, it will become extinguish

Again I say, I know not, what happened to my being, when first we met.

However, I do know what happened forever after.

I am compelled to thank you, my one and only love, for all that I am and who I have become.

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