
I often asked and was asked what love really is. I didn't and couldn't get a straight answer. People all over the globe throughout time and space asked the same question. Books and pamphlets, poems and songs, dramas and comedies, myths and legends were dedicated to love, to define love, to cherish love, to glorify love. From Plato and Socrates, Shelly and Keats, to Shakespeare and Byron, Hawthorne and Milton, love has beautifully been the sole of all literatures. Love is cherished by all; the poor and the rich, the young and the old, the ruler and the ruled. No wars could make Hitler or Napoleon, Julius Caesar or Antonio stop enjoying their beloved, be it a woman or a land.
Love!
Something we all look for and hope to find. Some of us do find it while others die looking… We might wonder why there are those who don't find it. I say it is because they think they don't or can't find it. Again, we might wonder why they think so. I say because they are too superficial to see the love they already have and simply cannot see.
Love!
Something we are lucky enough to get inside our mothers' wombs, babies or grown-ups, male or female, full bodied or handicapped. How could we, then, claim that we can't find love? There is always someone somewhere in this world that loves us and feels thankful for our existence. We may or may not know who this person or these people are. It is not really important to know it, but to be able to feel their love is.
Love!
A beautiful word we all yearn to hear, to feel, to enjoy, and to own forever. For some of us love is emotional. For most of us, it is physical. Again, it is not important what it means for each of us, but to deserve it, to respect it, to sanctify it is.
Love!
We want to have it. I say we should give it to feel having it. Once we give it, we don't feel like asking for something in return. Our mothers are the living example of the unconditional love, the unselfish love, the real love. I do enjoy this love just like any other human beings in this vast universe, but considering our insatiable nature, we still keep looking and it will be always the case for our species throughout time and space.
Love!
Another word for friendship. Who doesn't have friends? Who doesn't enjoy having and being with friends? We all do. We all have the need to be heard, to be cared for, to be understood, to love and be loved. Only friends can do that. You love them for being able to, as a result.
When we LOVE, we are Loyal to our mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, friends, husbands or wives, lovers, and kids. When we love, the heart and the mind speak the same Language.
When we love, we show Obedience to whoever we love.
When we love, we feel Vigorous to be around the beloved, Valiant, Valuable, Victorious.
When we love, we give all that we got; Emotions, Eagerness, Energy, Engagement, Enjoyment, Enthusiasm, Essence, Exception, Excitement. We give it ALL, unconditionally.
You enjoy the love of family and friends. And yet.
You search the other half, the real best friend, the soul mate. You are looking or rather waiting for the one you can't say no to and you never think twice to say yes to, the one you would love to spend the rest of your life with, who knows what you are about to say and how. You are looking forward to the person who, when absent even for moments, makes you wonder what keeps him or her away, who can easily make you laugh and cry too, whose life and yours are complementary but also independent, who always feels proud of everything you are, who has great respect for you, whose company is very enjoyable, exciting, exceptional, and emotional, for whom loyalty is a duty own to the beloved, and love is the only real language.
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You are great, Ilham.
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