The genesis of love is a seed, a
kernel of creativity, just one spark of inspiration.
Just as the universe is
incomprehensibly large, the act that brought it into being was, conceptually,
the smallest of all. Yet, such power from it continues from eternity to
eternity. Nothing stops love. Love is both small in its nucleus yet infinite in
stature.
No surprise, love is divine as the
Divine is love.
All the greatest of things, those
implicitly loving, started small and found their basis from the purity of
simplicity. Nothing is as pure as love. Nothing is as simple as love—the
action.
A metaphor for love is a postage
stamp.
It takes a love letter from its
sender to its receiver. Without the stamp the stated love is merely a thought,
for what is love if it’s not communicated?
But as the postage stamp is small
and usable just once, but has such power in granting passage of the idea (the
letter of love) from the sender to its receiver, so too is love a thing that’s
small but infinitely powerful.
***
The beauty of love is its
simplicity. It begins with a single pure act. But something so small has
incredible power. As we choose to love, we release power by the smallest of
acts.
© 2012 S. J. Wickham.
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