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Thoughts on the Nature of Love

"Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love." - Kahlil Gibran

I just came across this quote doing more cryptograms....and it's a fascinating view of love. It presents love as comparable to a self-sustaining organism. A perfect concept; perfectly balanced, as it needs nothing but itself for both manifestation and sustenance. Yet the quote belies the potential power contained therein. Love appears to be the ideal that not only lies in harmony with anything and everything, but is the creator of that harmony in so many cases.

But the universe proves that everything has a price. I'm trying to figure out the price of love as presented as this distant, vague, and broad--yet almost personified and therefore individualized and highly approachable--concept. Surely, we cannot appreciate love without knowing its antithetical enemies--concepts such as war, hate, and hurt. But once love is manifested--allegedly of its own accord, giving the manifestation itself a price of nothing--what is its price? I have seen those who give love freely continue to give until they are exhausted of it, because they have not received comparable reciprocation. Perhaps this is what Gibran meant in saying that "love is sufficient unto love." But true, unyielding, undying love needs not reciprocation. The giver will continue to give, uncaring of its own drain on other resources, both internal and external, until it withers away, used up to nothingness by its own endless generosity built from love. Perhaps this is the price of what is allegedly the most perfect and most powerful of all emotions and experiences. Love requires reciprocation, or else its bearer becomes drained until it can go no further.

As for me, I want to continue to love, and I am eternally happy and grateful to know those who reciprocate it to me. It is a blessing beyond blessings, and truly, the penultimate reason to be alive each and every day.

Any thoughts?
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