Now I see......

Loving someone is not measured in quantity or manner that can be gauged from one day until the next.

Love is never the same in its intensity or duration nor is it a perfected process.

Love does not weight good deeds and bad decisions against one another,

Moments of lapse in memory or frustrations in a day that had better been left to another time.

 It does however,

 Float suspended and in whispered winds,

 Sprinkling handfuls of silence deep within ones heart when least expected,

Shouting whenever rejected, lost, lonely or abandoned!

Love I’ve learned is soft and strong,

Passionate and nurturing,

Always caring for others more than life itself,

 Ever unconditional,

 A covenant,

 Forgiving always and ever striving to better itself as it grows to maturity.

Love isn’t one word or a unique sound,

Gesture or emotion,

 The same for everyone embraced or a core beginning in each and every situation.

Love is multi-colored,

Unparalleled in its composition,

 Yet always the core source of our purpose and the key to understanding our soul.

Remember to never award love easily,

 Abandon feelings that strike true,

Believe that which was will always remain the same or that honesty isn’t loves cornerstone.

Be someone that cares,

Cover yourself in loves light and believe that in this world, as dark as it appears in past day’s and tomorrow,

That in some lost corner,

Down old gray alleys paced before,

 We find hidden in darkness a light which was placed long before our breath had tasted the world or even the breath of our forefathers. 

Always here, never fading, ever watching, love was the first and will be the last.