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Love Is a Journey
Love is an ongoing journey
A process of discovery and learning
A path that slowly builds, mostly happiness with some hurting
A search for balance among all the twists and turning
Love is not a one stop destination
But a goal to reach for, an endless creation
A collaborative effort to make something great and
A practice of gratitude and appreciation
Love is a choice that we must constantly make
Not a future written in stars that a good feeling dictates
Smooth pavement doesn't guarantee satisfaction
It is through rough terrain where one finds love is instead an action
Love is abstract painting, it's molding and sculpting
A work-in-progress picture of people growing and constantly evolving
It embodies a shape that cannot be defined
The many angles of Love unravel only over time
The word love has a sound that feels like safety and magic
And a deafening silence that can indeed be tragic
But strength lies in what it becomes when you choose to make it
It's the power of the way we each decide to give and take it
It's the touch-ups we perform and how frequently we do
It's aspiration for stability when the unexpected obscures our view
Love is a beautifully complex, delicate piece of art
A shared vision that perseveres when it transforms mind and heart
A process of discovery and learning
A path that slowly builds, mostly happiness with some hurting
A search for balance among all the twists and turning
Love is not a one stop destination
But a goal to reach for, an endless creation
A collaborative effort to make something great and
A practice of gratitude and appreciation
Love is a choice that we must constantly make
Not a future written in stars that a good feeling dictates
Smooth pavement doesn't guarantee satisfaction
It is through rough terrain where one finds love is instead an action
Love is abstract painting, it's molding and sculpting
A work-in-progress picture of people growing and constantly evolving
It embodies a shape that cannot be defined
The many angles of Love unravel only over time
The word love has a sound that feels like safety and magic
And a deafening silence that can indeed be tragic
But strength lies in what it becomes when you choose to make it
It's the power of the way we each decide to give and take it
It's the touch-ups we perform and how frequently we do
It's aspiration for stability when the unexpected obscures our view
Love is a beautifully complex, delicate piece of art
A shared vision that perseveres when it transforms mind and heart
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