We cry aloud, and the only answer is the echo of of cry.
From the voiceless lips of the unreplying dead there comes
no word; but in the night of death hope sees a star and
Listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.
Speech cannot contain love.
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Reviewed by Linda Wells (Reader)
Reviewed on August 14, 2006
Love can hear a teardrop fall out of your eyes!
Love is all seeing, all knowing, all power.
Even though we don't understand different dialects, love shines though with a promise of understanding. Love has no voice to speak, but actions speak louder than words!!
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Love is all seeing, all knowing, all power.
Even though we don't understand different dialects, love shines though with a promise of understanding. Love has no voice to speak, but actions speak louder than words!!
Linda Wells