Can Any Beauty Match This?
When the sun within speaks, when love
reaches out its hand and places it upon
another,
any power the stars and planets might
have upon us,
any fears you can muster can become so
rightfully insignificant.
What one heart can do for another heart,
is there any beauty in the world that can
match this?
This poem can stand alone on many mountains. Love carries
our hopes with it, encompasses all our joys, and guides us through all our
sorrows. What a sweet and divine feeling.
Edvard Munch, The Kiss, 1897
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