Khalil Gibran, 'Love'

UPON THE SAND

Said one man to another,

“At the high tide of the sea,

long ago, with the point of

my staff I wrote a line upon

the sand; and the people

still pause to read it, and

they are careful that

naught shall erase it."

And the other man said,

And I to wrote a line upon

the sand, but it was at

low tide, and the waves

of the vast sea washed

it away. But tell me,

what did you write?"

And the first man

answered and said,

“I wrote this:

‘ I am he who is.'

But what did you write?"

And the other man said,

“This I wrote:

I am but a drop of

this great ocean.”

Khalil Gibran

the word 'Love'

 Love’, such a magnificent word that was articulated then scribed 
in writ, mumbling initially to be used as an expression of embracing
and appreciation.

It was expressed when the human psyche looked around and
recognized the aesthetic beauty of Nature and how the heartbeat
and the spirit dance in synchrony, as it expressed with awe when
looking upward to the sky, observing puffs of white cottons soaring by

Then a moment arises when these bi and quad-pedal beings, the
the avian soaring above, while the water of the sea, intrinsic
of life, all observe each other as the newborn of the female who
carried them onto birth peer into the eyes of the male whose seed
help fertilize, bond, sharing the omnipresent fiber of ‘Life’, of which
is now being referenced by the nomenclature, ‘Love’

Love is now recognized as being all-encompassing and not a possession
of just one life entity, but worn from a closet of attire that is borrowed,
tiff a drop of water that does not displace the ocean from whilst it comes,
but becomes one with.

Love is like music, not being of just one note, bar or fret but being
a mellifluous vibe, it being like the wind and not just a one blowing
breeze, and so when asked; ‘what is Love’, one can respond by
opening ones’ arms in array and say, ‘‘look around, for we are all
what is Love’~