Harmonies to Heaven

Love is not overrated. Not by the young, not by the spontaneous, not by the movies. It lives up to all the hype, everything we hoped and more. There exists a space, which, once you've entered it in love, fills you with an undeniable sense of calm. And you know deep down that this is no fleeting inclination. No, this space is permanent. It's yours, forever, come destruction or delight. From this moment on, no matter how fierce the tempest that arises, you'll know without doubt or disbelief, that you have love. Love that will buffer your descent and embrace you tight and make it all right. I like this space…where it's you and me and love and an irrefutable wisdom that nothing could ever be that bad again. 'My heart clicked', as Rita Poowa so fittingly described it, and the harmonies to heaven have been found. And it's all thanks to you…you and your perfection and your bravado and your love.