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Complex Simplicity

Butterflies and rainbows don’t have much to do with love,
nor do long walks, roses, sunsets, kisses or hugs,
An unknown beautiful face can inspire awe,
but no physical beauty can alter the restrictions set by the hearts law,
For love at first sight is no more a permanent insight than lust is,
which renders the thing useless because it possess no substance,
See,
Love
is a thing of complex simplicity,
To call it a mere feeling is irresponsibility,
but to observe it as some inconceivable feat is pure insanity,
Love
Sounds like a noun, but in it’s truest form, is a verb,
It is an awakening, a movement, much more so an action than a word,
it is a force, with the ability to obliterate the boundaries created by distances, race and time,
It is a power that can penetrate the darkness behind a blind mans eyes, stir the thoughts 0f a lame mans mind, make a hardened and bitter man kind,
It is a motivation, an encouraging push, reminding one to carry on,
It is determination, the will to fight, evolving the weak into the strong,
Love
Is one of the few things in this life that currency has the inability to buy,
And is more often owned by the lowly and craved for by the ones who sit up high,
Love
Is as great as it is small,
As heavy as it is weightless,
As stout as it is tall,
An unidentified reckoning with many faces,
It is completely understandable, though nearly impossible to explain,
Complex simplicity,
Often given,
Rarely obtained.

Was originally written and titled "Love" in 2011, but was edited and renamed in 2013.

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