Falling, In Love

For the wedding of Noah and Elena and all who dare.

Sculpture Heart, photo: bb borne

After falling in love,
After living in love,
One will necessarily
and inevitably
fall.

To be human is to fall,
whether the result of
distraction, inattention,
self-doubt, illness, 
trauma, fear 
or misfortune.
Falling in love is just
the easy entrance.
Getting back up,
in the realness of love,
is the labor.

There are easier things than love.

It is easier to run
than to stay and struggle.
It is easier to blame
than to accept responsibility.
It is easier to disconnect
than to openly ask and deeply listen.

There are easier risks than love.

But when one falls,
in the real of love,
love will provide the ladder up.

Love will forgive,
Love will understand,
Love will open wounds for healing, 
Love will touch wounds for repair.
Love will light the shadow shades of truth,
Love will sift the stubborn stones.
Love will tumble the ragged rocks of hard feeling 
and sculpt jagged edges to smooth roundness. 

For smoothness is fashioned, by tumbling.
For merger is accomplished, by collision.
For love is built, by falling.