Photo Credits
Judy Meeker
Love is the morning and evening star,
It shines on every child,
It sheds its radiance upon these that sweetly sleep.
Love is the mother of beauty-the mother of melody,
For music is its voice.
Love is the enchanter, the magician that changes
Worthless things into joy and makes right royal
Kings and queens out of common clay.
Love is the perfume of that wonderous flower the heart,
Without that divine passion, without that divine sway,
We are less than beasts, and with it earth is heaven
And we are gods.
Love was the first to dream of immortality...
The pages of history will open,
The walls of the world adorned with art,
But without love there is no hope in,
The dreams that lie in the heart.
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Love Tigran Israelyan