A crazy outpouring of joy that just bursts upon everything – leaving it crazed and beautiful…the people, the stones, the plastic chappals floating away in water, a sea getting hammered with rhinestones, flustered crows seeking shelter in strong, green trees, wet, free-flying laundry, the blissful laughter of the hills, the spectacular and the ordinary way a child jumps into puddles and laughs... This is what some call rain. This is what some call love.
You feel it, and you are changed forever.
4 comments:
By this definition, almost anything can be called love..
So very beautifully put! :)
@ anon - almost anything is.
@Miss M - thank you!
Love is the most potent emotion of them all and I don't think any other 'experience' comes even close. It energizes and envelopes you so completely that you are on a constant 'high'. I could swear that the sky looks bluer and the grass greener when you are in love. Nothing, nothing at all upsets you and you just want to sing - even if you can't hit a note if your life depended on it.
Post a Comment