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Love lives forever

This is another page from my ninth book called "Dear God". I was inspired to write this book after writing "I am voting for God" on my blog. It continues in that format. Short letters (or prayers) to God. It gives me an opportunity to write more and write to God at different moments in my life.
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Dear God,

I am up early again. I was thinking about the wind and how much I love cool breezes especially having grown up in the tropics. We cannot see the wind but we can see and feel the effects of the wind. Just like God. We cannot see God but we know that You are there from observation, thinking and experience. I looked at the word wind and saw that if I flipped the w to m, I got mind. We cannot see our mind but we know it is there. If I join m and ɯ I can fashion an infinity symbol ∞. I also notice that all 3 words (3 being a sideways m or w) contain the letters i and n exactly in the middle. Inf-in-ity, w-in-d and m-in-d.

I am thinking that there is a connection between the mind, the wind and infinity. Then I am reminded of the kinetic art piece I saw yesterday. It is by Federica Sala called HEART EARTH. It is H on the hand of a metronome switching between the beginning of h-eart and end of eart-h. The caption reads, "A hidden relationship in the pulse of motion. Caring for one means caring for the other." If I compress the ends of a 3, w or m I get a heart. The poetic side of me wants to have a say now. The wind whispers in ear that a wise mind is kind and that infinity can be found in the heart. Love lives forever. God is love.

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