A faucet for one to stop.
At demand, one day, from the bluest of the blue.
Not even in time since one does not know from where it comes, so that one can eventually stop.
No red faucet available.
It’s either love is felt or not.
Love flows… it floods us, just like that.
It floods us from deep within like a water spring with unknown origins.
And after we are full of it, we absolutely start filling up the world around us.
It’s like a flood… one can’t stop it, one just overflows it into the world.
The more it overflows the more it comes back to the “spring” so it keeps it alive, and keeps each of us alive.
Love you …. have you said that today and felt it deep down, inside your inner spring?