Love Is by Stan Phillips
Love is. It just is. Like the sun or moon, It exists. Like the stars or the seas, It floats unconditionally, inevitably in our experience of existence.
Which, like the taming of the whirlwind, cannot be done. For love is. Just is. And will neither be controlled. Or understood. It merely exists.
And though we find a way to shift and shape our lives with the moods of the sun and moon and stars and seas as their vagrant progress goes enigmatically on. It is our inability to recognise the multifaceted faces of love that are presented to us during our uncertain days that creates our doubt. Causes us to put conditions upon it. Which, like the taming of the whirlwind, cannot be done.
And, like the scent of a flower shrouded night, if we are fortunate, we might get to experience the fleeting fragrance of it just once. And that is sufficient. Stan Phillips 2020 ©
Stan Phillips is an 80 year old poet, musical podcast maker, part-time wannabe male model, and occasional stand up comedian. “I used to be a psychotherapist/counsellor when I had an honest job. I was born into prewar London, and attended 17 schools (my father believed they couldn’t hit a moving target) and I eventually finished up here in Ireland. Still wondering what I will be when I grow up — but enjoying writing my quirky poetry as I do so.” Discover more about Stan on Mom’s Favorite Reads website: https://moms-favorite-reads.com/moms-authors/stan-phillips - 27 -
