I am sure there
is simplicity in the
complexity called
life. Like a mathmatical
division of a number
until you reach its root
value. I want to remove
the extraneous until
only the core remains.
You may well ask
what is the root from
which all formulas
flow? It is one, the
number of love,
Master, Creator of
All That Is, indivisible
yet constantly replicating itself
in perfect fractions of life.
Source of Inspiration 
I cannot put into words how much I adore this poem! {I am slightly obsessive about numbers.} It is such a wonderful collaboration of word, imagery, and spiritual awesomeness!
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I’d like to think my phone number is the number of love 😀
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lovely, I am sure it is. hugs, pat
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From what I have read about Quantum Physics, you are quite right!!!!
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