Sunday, February 19, 2012

The Myth

The previous parts of this article are here: PrefacePart 1Part 2,Part 3, Part 4, & Part 5.

I think I have rambled enough about love now. So, let me end the current series of posts on love with a short and satirical poem.


"What is love?"
That's the question
You have to let go of
Like a loved one

With tenderness
And utmost care
For you can't address
Why life's unfair

Actually, no one can
No guru, no saint
Nor a medicine man
Knows love's true intent

Love's incomprehensible
So don't treat it
Like a statistical table
Instead ignorance you admit

And treat it with
Veneration and respect
Like you do for a myth
From times past perfect.

-- The End --

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