It is easy to write words about the consolations of love. Just look at all the love songs and poems. But how does one describe the love for another for love’s sake, for who they are, what they are, for themselves and not what they give?
The word “love” is too short to describe what it is. An infinity of letters and syllables are needed to contain all the depths of its meaning. The word “love” is too long, for no word can really convey its ultimate truth like a touch, a look, or a smile. Words belong to the mind. Love belongs to the heart, where words get in the way.