Love Descending
The Rain – Love Descending
The rain outside my window awakens me. It (and the deluge in my thoughts )
is coming in waves….. filling the night.
Countless drops pouring in sheets through the air, lovingly drenching the world in freshness.
The bright and shining miracle of a single measure of a drop of love outshines everything in my world of matter, space and time.
There is truly a power in love, unlike any other. The power to move us beyond ourselves, to give beyond ourselves, and be more – than we can be – without love.
But defining love… it’s essence, limits and borders… if we approach it honestly, is simply impossible
The concept seems simple. Like the raindrop on a leaf.
Until we realize that in the smallest drop – is a universe beyond our understanding.
We cannot see love, or touch love, or hold love.
It seems instead that love sees us. Touches us. Holds us. Binds us to each other, and perhaps more than anything else gives our living, … life.
Our quest.
Perhaps love is the holy grail.
Not made of matter. Nor energy. Tho certainly of power. Power to disarm. To overcome. To endure. To flourish. To enjoy. To be good for goodness sake.
Love is the thing outside ourselves, that we cannot define, that tells us that there is more. That we are not alone. That there is hope. Help. Provision. …. Love.
If it were not for love, I would not believe in anything.
But I can’t explain the universe in the tiniest droplet of love.
The bright and shining miracle of a single measure of a drop of love outshines everything in my world of matter, space and time.
