from Love Poems, Pablo Neruda
"...if each day,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine."
However, in the event one finds kismet, the inevitability is that they will continue to choose one another.
If this is defined as love, without possession or expectation, we are freed to focus our energies on our goals, dreams and aspirations. It is what changes the numbness of daily living to the sensitive ability to feel the world around us and rekindles the ability for creativity. The constant repetitive boredom of life which may form in the trappings of a relationship or even the looking for love diminishes when you find what is right for you instead of mistaking work deadlines for love deadlines.
That is society's sense of urgency, not yours.
In Hawai'i I'm finding that love exists, and it can be found in people and place. There is no guarantee. These feelings may not stand still or last forever because you are constantly becoming the things that you aren't yet. The magic is when the person or place travels with you on your journey: breathing, evolving, unfolding and revealing mysteries along the way. That is love and that is happiness. If you let it, both can be simple.
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