Love and Truth
By Karen Didio
Drunk with pleasure, we pick the sweet grapes from the ancient vines and feed them to each other. Here, in the vineyard of our ancestors, in this second Eden set aside, away from the toilings and strife of man, we find life more and more, hinges on love.
And we find, more and more, that love is the only things that truly has any meaning.
Anymore.
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Karen Didio leads a writing group in Phoenix, Arizona.
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