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The parable of how love won the argument of separation
At the edge of the field stood Love and Separation. Their eyes were riveted on the young couple. Separation says Love: "I bet I will separate them ?!"
Love says: “Wait, let me make only one approach to them, and then you can approach them as much as you like - and then we will see if you can separate them.” Separation agreed.
Love approached the young couple, touched them, looked into their eyes and sawa spark ran between them... Love has departed and says: "Now is your turn."
Separation replied: "No, now I can do nothing - nowtheir hearts are filled with love.I will come to them later. ”
The time has passed. Separation looked into the house and saw a young mother with a baby, a father. The separation hoped that love had already passed, and therefore hopefully crossed the threshold of their home. But,peering into their eyes she saw Gratitude. The separation turned and said: "I will come to them later."
The time passed, Separation again came to them - children were rustling in the house, a tired husband came from work, mother calmed the children.The separation hoped that now she would be able to separate them for sure - after all, during that time both Love and Gratitude should have long since disappeared from their hearts. But,peering into their eyes, she saw Respect and Understanding.“I'll check in later,” said Separation.
The time has passed. Again came to their house Separation. She looks - the children are already adults, the gray-haired father explains something to his children, the wife is cooking something in the kitchen. She looked into their eyes and sighed in disappointment.she saw Trust in them."I will come later," said Parting, and left.
More time has passed. Peeks again. Separation into the house, looks, and there grandchildren run, an old woman sits at a fireplace, saddened. The separation looks and thinks to itself: “Well, it seems my time has come.” She wanted to look the old woman in the eye, but she got up and left the house. The separation went after her. Soon the old woman came to the cemetery and sat at the grave. It was the grave of her husband.
“It looks like I was late,” Parting thought, “time has done my work for me.” And separation looked into the tear-stained eyes of the old woman.