Friday, 15 April 2016

Celebrating Love

Trigger Warning: Extreme Cheesiness. 
Passionate, blood spilling, soul spinning, mind boggling love has been celebrated since the beginning of time. Sonnets and plays and films and verses abound praising and pursuing this love. But what of the other kind of love?
Of the quiet kind
which doesn't rage
and burn
everything in its wake. 
Soft Love
like footprints on snow
Love like rain that showers on your soul. 
How do you describe it? This feeling of falling to being to rising in love.
I speak of the quiet peace that two people nurture between them over tea. Of tranquility that envelopes you even in the middle of stormy seas. Of what transforms two separate beings into one. So close, so tight, no one knows where onebeginsandtheotherends. 
Love that develops, like camera film, on intimate exposure to another bare soul. Love that grows on you, ever so slowly, through habits and annoying quirks. Love that exists between intertwined fingers, in that small space between warm palms. Love that is a secret smile or a mere glance. Love that doesn't fear silences. Love that punctuates the spaces between words. Love that curls up in bed between two sleepy heads, four criss-crossed arms and legs.
Love that ages like wine. 
There is so much to be said about this kind of love. But all I can say is, I wish for everyone this love that expands in your chest, courses through your bones, reaches your fingertips and toes, and settles in the corners of your smiles. 
"And of His signs is that He created for you from yourselves mates that you may find tranquillity in them; and He placed between you affection and mercy. Indeed in that are signs for a people who give thought." [Qur'an, 30:21]

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