⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝙎𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙨 ࿐ྂ

To see the world in a grain of sand, and heaven in a wild flower, to hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity in an hour... that impossible line where the waves conspire that they return; if a thing loves, it is 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲.