Love

Love is the highest form of appreciation

occupying a special space in every action

of every person in every society.

It is a paradox, true and pure 

when there is no thought of it.

hidden until we stop searching.

lost when we announce it.

Intangible, deeper than feeling,

it is presence. 

Did it evolve with the mind?

Dormant in the child 

unconscious until the mind recognized the “I”

And once defined, dissolving back into the unconscious.

Love is intrinsic

It is seeded in you, an art taught by those who love.

taught by loving, not by teaching.

Love is without expectation, without fear

not waiting for approval, or reciprocation. It just is.

The essence of being.

Regulating love negates it. 

It doesn’t run from a tap, 

It isn’t controlled by a lever.

Love precedes time and space

A bold claim, but let’s see:

It has no border, it is dimensionless, timeless.

Love runs in the same existential channel as life. 

Ingrained in every object, every action, every feeling, even hate

The symbols of love that we choose

are pale and empty in comparison

Rings and declarations:

I love you, 

it comes with an expectation, hangs in the air

Considered a commodity, a mistaken fair trade.

Marriage is another symbol, a serious statement, 

A religious and political agreement

confused by a contract, a recorded legal document.

Commitment to a partnership of love.

Yet it requires none.

Love is the highest form of gratitude

It transcends objects, and actions, and words

Love is a value of your being.

I am valuable

I am valued

I am being.

A sacred miracle, in human form.

Love is a descriptive word which fails to describe.

It is the ultimate, it contains everything. 

It is the beginning and the end. 

I am love.

Full stop.

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