Love is Nature

Love is like a river. Complicated, twisting and winding through the fabrics of earth. Ripples,stills, bubbles up at any time. It falls, but always keeps going, always keeps flowing. The river dries up, but is reborn. Love is like a river.

Love is like a bird. Born weak, clinging to survive in the bustling, confusing world. Time goes on, it gets stronger. Learns to fly, grows to span distances that make man shudder. Gets old, falls like an autumn leaf. But there are always birds in the sky. Love is like a bird.