The Farmer sat on the upturned wooden mortar in the front yard. His left foot dangled on the ground. His right foot rested on the mortar with his bended knee supporting his chin. Both hands manipulated a fishing net being repaired of holes.
His twelve-year old son sat on a small stool beside him. His position approximated his father;s except the body whittled a piece of guava wood forming a turumpo (top).
As the top began to form, the boy blurted out. " This toy top is in the form of a heart. I know what a top is. The heart has the same shape but, come to think of it, I do not know exactly what love is!"
The father smiled knowingly and responded, " I do not know either but my grandfather once told me this account. An angel was sent to find out how the world defined love.
"The angel went to the sea and asked the question. The sea answered that love was the river sending water.
" The angel visited the shore and inquired of the definition of love. The shore said love was the tide that rose and fell each day.
"The angel soared to the mountain and queried the imposing peak. The mountain replied that love is the multitude of stars that shone at night,
:The angel stopped by the trees to find out their thoughts about love. The grains answered that love was the gentle rains that nourished them.
"The angel then asked the soul about love. The soul replied that love is the heart or anything that giveth is love
. For love is sharing and sharing is love. And love is GOD.While GOD is love"
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