In fear we try to control love.
Untrusting of love, we do not want to be hurt once more by what we think was love. And there stands the paradox of human
reasoning. For its not the trusting in
love where hurt resides, but in the fear of its flight. So in fear embraced, we take actions to
control. Each has tools in which to
attempt capturing and chaining love to our whims.
Most run and hide. In denial to
trust; to refuse giving away completely to loves invite; we resist the very
visit we ask the heavens for.
Tentatively, we go only so far, robbing ourselves of the the desired glory. Once, in our history, having given then failed, come the determination to never trust like that again. In that
demonstrated doubt; it possesses chance for an open heart. Then
fear is planted in suspicion of every candidate heart.
Each shares their fear inspired by the other's, hence comes the
nudging anxiety to avoid being the one rejected, hurt, and used.
The ground love stands upon becomes contaminated, so it will depart for more hospitable, fertile
fields. In the wake, once a common bond of engaged sharing love, becomes transformed into an arena of struggle
for control; the objective of giving lost to the focus of protection. Hope strangled, then tossed aside is replaced by suspicion, entitlement, attachment, and other foster
children of dread.
Love comes unadorned; without
condition. Its trademark is tale-tell amidst the fog of fear; as a lantern
to be followed upon our hearts path.
Acceptance, gratitude, and compassion shine. Know the sign of being in the false premise that is fear's grip; fear does not allow.
When we release, an act of faith, every time
We fall into love.
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