Musing on love
A storm, a calm, an ocean, a mountain….
Which is it? why is it so extreme, hard, amazing, easy, enticing, repulsive, unrelenting, restful.
I have to celebrate and commisurate in equal measure.
What is this thing of unthingness, no yardstick can measure it, huge and tiny in its way
Intricate, simple, a way, a time, a place, no way, all the way
Love…………………..