Sunday, June 16, 2013

Just the way it is

                                                       It is a love that's unplanned. 

It: Refers to two persons who have professed and confessed their feelings to each other. Since there are two parties in the "relationship", the whole cannot be monopolized for each side has her own story. You cannot say how much a penny is worth until you see both sides. You cannot say how beautiful a stretch of a shore is until you walk through it from end to end. You have to listen to their tales and understand the beauty of their personal lives. It is only by this way you will truly understand and appreciate the value of "it" -- no more, no less.

Is: A "be" verb in the present tense. It connotes time. It links the subject "it" to the predicate (which happens to be a complex one). 

Love: Merriam-Webster has nine definitions of this overrated, complex term. She says love is "strong affection for another arising out of kinship or personal ties." She also says it is an "an assurance of affection", as to the statement "give her my love". While it can also refer to a warm attachment, enthusiasm, or devotion" as to "love of the sea" or "the object of attachment, devotion, or admiration" as to "baseball was his first love". Love can also be used as a term of endearment to refer to someone special. In unadultered terms, love is "unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for the good of another as to "the fatherly concern of God to humankind", "a person's adoration of God, or "a god or personification of love." In tennis, love is a score of zero.

So many definitions, explanations, examples. Be that as it may, in human terms, love can never be expounded in mere words. It has to be shown. Like how Elizabeth Barret Browning asked, "How do I love thee?" 

Let me count the ways. 
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height 
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight 
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. 
I love thee to the level of every day's 
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. 
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; 
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. 
I love with a passion put to use 
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. 
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose 

You have to count the ways. Yet love blossoms even in the most unexpected place and at the most unfathomable time and way. In many cases, it is unplanned.

Unplanned: You may have seen it in the offing. But you cannot say love is until it is said and done. 

A nugget of truth:
Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused. - Paulo Coelho

Hands off on manipulation. No one will be placed behind bars. No analysis -- or over-analysis, at that.

Just plain, unadultered, pure love. Just the way it is.

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