In the time of evolutionally dynamic changes, when love is more and more a delicatessen, we hold on to a holiday of St. Valentine. One day, chosen from all 365 in the year, to honour this fragile feeling "love" publicly. How much more poorness could we serve to ourselves in the future, when we forgot what love really is in this misleading gallop of chasing careers, success and fortune...
Love is in the small things - in pale colours, in unnoticeable, but gentle gesture, in a simple good word and in the light of kids' irises. It is like a flower, that blooms after sprouting and gives life to bees. How happy and fortunate we all are to witness this simple fact. Just looking at it helps seeing it.
"Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to pray"... Lord Byron
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