Love in the abstract (towards which I tend)
Is not worth much.
True love starts in the heart
And then is drawn towards another person –
Sometimes, even an object.
This is fascination with the “other”
Where one leaves one’s lonely self behind and becomes
Someone sharing their existence with another.
If it’s a person that love is driving you towards
You become more “alive” –
But if it’s an object
You might gain only some temporary satisfaction.
How far does your love go?
To just a few friends – or does it extend to all people in the world?
To a single object, like a cup or a car, or does it encompass everything in existence?
Does your love grow weaker as it expands outward?
And what about the effects of time?
Maybe everything should be measured
Solely by the intensity of the “self”
Engaged in this loving?
What does God smell like?
Perhaps we should ask a dog.
What does it feel like to be “taken up into the spirit”?
Perhaps we should query the diving-down ducks.
Every sentient being “knows” God in their own unique manner
Except humans who generally think spiritually only in blueprints.
We do know God – but several steps removed –
In our focused, yet abstract way.
Backing up a bit, we can gain some perspective
But the intensity of the experience diminishes –
On the other hand, if we move closer – like a lover should –
We often lose a sense of the whole.
Perhaps we should think about reclaiming our distant vegetable self –
Or take up an intimate relationship with stones –
In other words, leave our beautiful minds at home
And approach God “fresh” –
That is, close as “reality” can get –