Love
What is it?
This potent potion, which changes hearts, clouds minds, and
sanctifies souls.
At least from the outside…
People seek it. It
must feel good, so very good.
When it is taken away men weap, they wallow, they lose
hope.
It applies to all, the righteous, the wicked, the young the
old.
A part inside each of us needs it.
So is it the reaction of when two people meet who both have
hormonal releases precipitated by the other?
Well that appears to be part in all of love. For some that might be it.
It appears that the chemicals in our bodies are seeking a
one, another to love.
Then the actions,
the love making for sure, but also the cuddling, the talking, the
togetherness.
For some, a connection grows that is deeper than mere
chemical.
And that is good. . . but for them, when that connection is
taken away, it is a violent reaction. Two
souls knit in one, and the separation is a violent surgery.
Marriage seems to facilitate this deeper love. Deeper connection. And of course service, and time, and children
and shared experience.
At least that’s what love appears to be as an outsider
looking in.
It seems nice. And I’d
love to have it. But for now, I’ll keep
guessing what it is like. And I’ll keep
wishing there were less of it in songs.
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