Man is in love.And loves what vanishes;What more is there to say ? Throughout our lives we repeatedly make attachment and lose them.We are taken with the rich color of leaves in the fall,but we know that this beauty will soon be replaced with stark, empty branches.We give ourselves to caring for a baby,knowing someday this person will say goodbye to make his or her own life.We lie close to our lover in special moment, yet we know that this, too will limited by the years of our lives. We want to defiantly say ,"No! if i cant have permanence .I`ll take nothing at all!Most of us have wished we could outmaneuver life with such power play.The loss feels so painful we might think holding back our love will save pain. but holding back bring a greater unhappiness.When we submit to it, life is generous in its kaleidoscope of forms.Each attachment, each loss, is followed by more rewards and attachments.Loss and death itself are part of life.There is pace in accepting and living fully in the cycle of seasons. sports layout HOT FreeLayouts.com MyHotComments + MyHotQuiz
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