Love…
…means to give everything, lose one’s self in another and later unexpectedly find it all returned but made better. When there is no risk too great, nothing too valuable to give and your life itself would seem fair payment, the price will have been paid that sets one free to love.
American actress, Katherine Hepburn
Love
has
nothing
to do
with what
you are
expecting
to get,
only
with what
you are
expecting
to give,
which is
everything.
Love…
…hears the mind ask “are you the one?” The answer is already being sung in soft harmony between two hearts. You just have to get very still and quietly listen to hear what is being said.
From “Are you?” by British author Marie C. Stopes
Are you
the body
of Love,
The incarnate dream?
Have you
hot power
in your limbs,
Swift fire
in your veins
To tighten
the chords
in my heart,
To make
quiver the reins?
.
Love…
…once known, lives always. Time may reduce the space someone loved in the past holds in the heart, but they are always there. Whether the learning from each one was what to do or not do, all of love’s experiences form the knowledge of how you know to love.
Taken from a poem called “Perfect Strangers” by Deep Purple
Can you remember my name
As I flow through your life,
A thousand oceans I have flown;
And cold spirits of ice;
I am the echo of your past.
I am returning the echo
of a point in time
Distant faces shine,
A thousand warriors I have known;
And laughing as the spirits appear;
Shadows of another day.
Love…
…brings a most beautiful insanity. Knowing all Earthbound loved ones are eventually lost to us here, or us to them, but loving anyway is delightful madness. Knowing fully this form of ‘crazy’ is life’s most valuable gift.
French novelist George San (Amantine Lucile Aurore Dupin)
There
is
only
one
happiness
in
life,
to
love
and
be
loved.
Love…
…makes the bearer both stronger and weaker. Strength comes in knowing someone stands behind ready to catch you when you fall. Weakness arrives in accepting the one loved might leave you to fall hard without them. Only true love makes such risk and paradox worth facing.
Taken from “My Sister’s Keeper” by Joei Picoult
True love
is felonious…
You take
someone’s
breath away…
You rob them
of the ability
to utter
a single word…
You steal a heart.
Love…
…brings hope of going forward with another; ageless ahead into time. Love expands horizons, widens dreams and causes the imagination to conjure thoughts a person would almost never think of alone.
From the song “Wildest Dreams” by Peter Bliss and Todd Cerney
In my wildest dreams,
you
always
play
the hero.
In my darkest
hour
of
night,
you rescue me,
you save my life.
Love…
…conquers without battle. It overcomes without moving. Love masters without effort. It knows without study. Love inspires without trying. It ‘is’ without attempting to be.
“Whispers of Love” by Rumi (Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Balkhī)
Love whispers to my ear,
“Better to be a prey
than a hunter.
Make yourself My fool.
Stop trying to be the sun
and become a speck!
Dwell at My door
and be homeless.
Don’t pretend to be a candle,
be a moth,
so you may taste
the savor of Life
and know the power
hidden in serving”.
Love…
…is a simple complication. Or is it complicatedly simple? If complicated means “difficult to analyze or understand” and simple means “unassuming, unpretentious and sincere”, the love we share is both at the same time.
From “Thirst” by Pulitzer Prize winning poet Mary Oliver
..from the complications
of loving you
I think there
is no end
or return;
no answer,
no coming
out of it;
which is the
only way to love,
isn’t it?
Love…
…overcomes grief and pain, given time. You and I are proof. Years of wandering in the desert of our hearts and souls made ready a fresh space for love to live again.
Chilean poet, diplomat and politician Pablo Neruda
From sorrow
to sorrow
love crosses
its islands
and establishes
roots that
are watered
by weeping.
Love…
…is old. Love is new. Love gives. Love steals. Love fulfills. Loves empties. Love is hopeful. Love is hopeless. Love is bright and colorful. Love is dark and drab. Love is a contradiction filled with ambiguity; but when balanced between its polar opposites love can be wondrously nourishing and satisfying.
Early 20th century American writer L. O. Baird.
May no gift
be too small
to give,
nor too
simple
to receive,
which is
wrapped in
thoughtfulness
and tied with love.
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