Love

 

It is hard to find things to fall in madly in love with now.

Whether that is a sign of the times or my age, my attitude, or what I may never know. I only know that the heart pounding throb I have so often experienced in this life seems to be quieted.

I still love people, but I don't feel the urgency I once felt. 

Some people might call it reality, but I suspect there is something else going on here and that might be the lack of the hunt. I am not looking for love in any places, right or wrong.

I know where love is now and what it is. I have found it, but I don't need to cage it, or twist my life into odd contortions to make it fit in order to feel secure. 

I only need to breathe in and breathe out.

Love is part of me now and with that knowledge comes great peace.