True Love

I read a letter in the 'Dear Amy' column of the newspaper 


today that was really neat. A reader talked about what a 


successful marriage really is. His wife of 42 years (a Japanese


woman) said that Americans equate love with a burning fire.


But fire burns out & becomes cold ashes.



Instead this is how she described love: 


"True love is like flowing water. It runs in rivulets down


hillsides and joins creeks that become rivers. It gains in 


strength & intensity through these travels until it flows into 


the sea." 




I thought that was beautiful!