Be still for love

Love
is quiet
it enters from around a corner
where you least expected it to be.
Waits
stands
steadfast in its truth,
surprises you
with its beauty.

Love
for all its fanfare
of enduring affection
guaranteed companionship
never alone again
takes many forms more than that.

It is ferocious
and tender
mistaken
and confused
misguided
well intended
and often
lost
in translation.

So you must be quiet
you must be open
you must be willing
to see

it is there
it is always
there