Love

Like a shroud that covers your face and confuses your reason, love is blind. Love makes obstacles seem trivial, hurdles like mere humps. Love makes you fall in love with impracticalities. Love grabs hold of your collar and throws you into impossible situations. Love beats you up and then asks you to get up and face it again. Love sings a song in your heart so that you can never be angry with it. Love blows a wind that makes you feel large. Love expands. Love moves. If you cannot move with it, you will surely be left behind.