5: 77:  My Nebulous Love

Excerpt 77 from Journal 5, 'Reaching My True Love'
  -From 'Journals To My True Love, Part 2'

My Love, the hearts desires can't be defined,
  for it is but a hapless wanderer that knows
  not fully what it seeks...
As a person looks up at clouds and sees what it
  recognizes in them, the heart sees what it knows
  of already in one and falls in love with this...
But like clouds, the love keeps changing; it can't
  be harnessed and is intangible; it is far away...
As there are many clouds in the sky, so does the
  heart hold many loves of different design and shape...
You are like the others in this way; nebulous and
  shifting and better viewed from a distance...
For if I were immersed in you I would surely be
  lost in the haze that surrounded me...
For what I love in you are but single snapshots
  that occurred and I saw them at moments when
  I desperately needed that view to sustain me...
To lay back and look up at the sky is to see with
  maximum perspective of love, though it keeps
  changing it is fluid like the beating heart itself;
  never stilled...
I would never want it to be for it would then be dead...
Love is like a beating heart and the desire for it flows like
  blood circulating the body; it is tended and maintained
  by damage control...
Yet, because it is moving, we can't quite grasp what
  it consists of, though we have a general idea...
It is a mystery, like the clouds in the sky...
My Love, continue moving and shifting and I will
  try to see beauty in this evolution and love that...
If you rain, I will try to absorb it...
Your storms will be my opportunity to learn endurance...
For in all your madness so will I love you as my own
  madness has been loved and cultivated...
I let God set the timing...
I let God show me how...