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Love is a flower, springing forth from a seed
deep within; sprouting, growing, developing shoots and
leaves, then budding forth to its full beauty in the gently
showers of our loving relationships. The perfume of that
precious blossom brings hope to all, and the world is suffused
with its sweet scent.
The fragrance of this flower is like a voice, beckoning when it emerges, in the
night, in the day, and it becomes something that can settle the heart, or stir
waters that have been placid and calm.
Let the heart awaken to the profound nature of love.
— Puakea Nogelmeier
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