Love

Love is strange. Try and define it, categorize it, bottle it and you will try forever. You can only feel it. Like the breeze in the sweltering sun, the consoling touch of a friend, or the wetness left behind from a lover's kiss. Love will find you only when are ready to accept its flow. You can not force -- You can appreciatte. You will be baffled. Love will enlighten, as if the all the world is cast anew in the light of a sleepy eyed dawn. You will remember what it is to be the child who wobbles scared with eyes wide open. You will be challeneged. Love will never leave you the same.