Oh, be swift to love,
Make haste to be kind,
do not delay.
The golden moments fly!
~ Henry W. Longfellow thanks to Dolores Ross
The human heart has been so made by Love that, like a flint, it contains a hidden fire which is evolved by music and harmony, and renders us beside ourselves with ecstasy. These harmonics are echoes of that higher world of reality which we call the world of spirits...they fan into a flame whatever love is already dormant in the heart.