Love?

Love such a small simplistic word, even by definition it remains so basic.

Its amazing how we humans can complicate things to such a degree that it can tear at our souls, so much so, that we lay awake immersed in tears and pain. Its a pain I've felt before so no doubt I will feel it again.

we always ask "why we do it, why fall in love?" but we do it anyway, and you know what, its worth it.

That's what it is to love, you accept the pain as well as the joy.
I now understand the pain a little more.

In love we are both teachers and students, in love we are all children. For our love is ageless, our love is timeless. We teach love to those who hate, we teach those unlearned.

We teach so that those lost in the ways of love can embrace it as they go out into the world. May the teachings of those you admire become part of you, so that you may call upon them.

We do not know where love is born we only know that it can't be hidden or tossed to the wayside.

Remember, those whose lives you have touched and whose have touched yours are always a part of you. Love can transpose the stretches of time and distance, providing nourishment to those depleted of its energy.

In all interactions let our love be a part of the lives we share. Let our love embrace and entwine us in a soulful dance, or simply let me close my eyes and feel your embrace.

Grand or simplistic any amount of love shared with you fills my soul. Yes, even if the encounters were less than we would have wished. It is the content of the encounter that is more important than the form.

Love simply is Love.