Musing on the Things You Think You Love

for John-Frederick

Love is profligate, they say. Limit it and it won’t

cry but you will. If not now, then when illusions

of its lack again come back to fill you up.

But what do people know? We know a lot.

If you think you love a thing, you do. Still not sure?

Ask yourself why not. Eventually, though it take

the whole length of what breathing life you’ve got,

you’ll learn love is no Gordian knot. You’ll learn

you’re always sure because you’re made

of certainty. Indistinguishable from each other,

love, existence and experience – which constitute

the whole of everything including you – are always

sure. They know no other way to be. It’s not just

that you love the things you think you love.

There’s nothing that you do not love. You’ll see.

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