Love! How deep can you go?

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Romantic songs often make to think deeper. I become more philosophical and emotional. Especially when I listen to ‘And my heart will go on…’.

I was thinking about movie, about Jack and Kate. How Jack gave his life to save Kate. How thrilled I was when I first saw the movie. I was also thinking how deep can we go to explore love!

To me experiencing love is like experiencing ocean. It is vast and near to limitless. We can’t experience the ocean completely. We can only experience the ocean as per our caliber and interest level of learning.

For example, if I wish I can sit on shore and watch the ocean and I feel that my heart is contented. And I would feel I know the ocean just looking at the surf, tasting the salty breeze. Most of the time I feel complete just sitting at the shore and I never had any desire to go beyond and explore.

Some people else might wanted to go deeper to experience something more, sitting on the shore is not enough for them. And so, they go deeper. And the deeper they go, the deep we fall for it. And then there will be a conflict.  When I’m thinking the beauty of ocean lies on the shore, they might be think that I know nothing about ocean at all. And they are right about their point of view but I’m right about my point of view too. I got my peace in the shore, I know enough, my quest is satisfied.

Likewise, everyone has some experience about love but the level of understanding is different. Some of them just watching love from the shore and never dare to go deeper. Few people might dance on Love’s surf but desire to beyond. And very few have gone deep enough to never come back. Different stories, different level experience about Love.

Love can’t be known completely as ocean and that makes both are mysteriously beautiful.

And any mysteriously beautiful thing can be dangerous to any ignorant!

I will end my thoughts with the beautiful song on Love! Enjoy!

The Rose | Bette Midler

Some say love, it is a river, that drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor, that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger, an endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower, and you, its only seed

Its the heart afraid of breaking, that never learns to dance
Its the dream afraid of waking, that never takes the chance
Its the one who won’t be taking, who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying, that never learns to live

 

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