Words bind me.
I look for words to describe you and fantasize you when it comes to you but words restrict me.
I 'm seeking the innermost layer of my heart and the deeper part of my spirit, but words are restricting me.
Then I realized that you couldn't find the perfect explanation in words, it can only be found where the idea and feeling came from. MY HOUR.
Most of the time, the beauty of God can not be represented. And God 's beauty can not be understood by all, it can be recognized only by those who truly wish to have communion with him (John 4:24).
In the real beauty of God there is awareness of happiness and eternal joy.
Always make sure you and yourself are at ease.
