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Mar 2014
Can you count the number of drops
that you see
falling down from the sky to the ground
hundred feet down?
That's too much?

Can you count the number of drops
that you see
caressing the window
right now?
That's too much?

Stretch your palm out
of the window
And catch as many pearls as you can
And tell me now

Can you count the number of drops
that are falling off
your hand
That's too much?

Can you count the number of drops
that your hand
can pour down on mine
That's too much?

That's love!
The drops that you see falling from the sky symbolize people in love that you see passing by in front of your eyes. You see them for a fraction of time and you really don't know if they stay together or are washed away in time.

The drops you see caressing the window symbolize, people who you live around you, the people you know. These drops fall on the window of your life. You see them individually, slowly coming together and sometimes, not being able to take the weight and falling down the window.

You get nothing from any of these unless you put an effort to stretch your palm, looking for the drops that can quench the thirst of your soul. In this way, you find innumerable people, no matter how much effort you put in some drops would fall with the momentum, joining the fleet of the drops that race towards the ground.

Finally your determination, effort, faith, trust and fate would save a few drops. These drops are things that you always wanted for yourself. Now you decide to share eveything you build with so much conviction with someone special without any hesitation, rules and regulations. You don't know how much you have to give and but you feel you just want to give everything that you have.

That's when you love!
GvSparx
Written by
GvSparx  Delhi, India
(Delhi, India)   
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