The Myth

The previous parts of this article are here: Preface, Part 1, Part 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.

THE MYTH

"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 --