Love is a beginning – not an end.
It's a leap of faith that you're willing to trust
more than you comprehend.
It's an affirmation you'll be open
rather than conceal or defend.
It's a testament that you're care enough
to give without dividend.
Love happens when you say,
"Now is perfect in all essential ways."
When openness becomes a paradigm
discoveries come time after time.
Isn't this author too old to be writing about love?
I don't know. Are we ever too old for love?