Nothing remains save the particles of love created by your beauty and the beauty your love brings to life.
When a new-born infant cuddles in the arms of its father when he is holding the baby for the first time, doesn't time stop? Or is it just a pause in the frame of life when the father finds his painting on the canvass of love come to life. Yes, time does stop! As the father watches the baby, he sees a strong yet uncertain future. With the knowledge that the weaknesses of the past have been blocked off and with the faith that the angel of hope alongwith Pandoras box of troubles are safely behind the thin veil of his beliefs. And somewhere in the skies the clouds part and the moonlight streams into the night.
When a new-born infant cuddles in the arms of its father when he is holding the baby for the first time, doesn't time stop? Or is it just a pause in the frame of life when the father finds his painting on the canvass of love come to life. Yes, time does stop! As the father watches the baby, he sees a strong yet uncertain future. With the knowledge that the weaknesses of the past have been blocked off and with the faith that the angel of hope alongwith Pandoras box of troubles are safely behind the thin veil of his beliefs. And somewhere in the skies the clouds part and the moonlight streams into the night.
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