Love is not a conscious choice

Love is not a conscious choice,

compassion cannot be governed by rationale,

affection is never bound by intellect.

It is a self imposed vulnerability,

a passion fueled by our deepest desires and fears,

an ocean that engulfs the self,

a fire that burns stronger than any hope.

No dream, no wish, no prayer,

no miracle can ever encompass,

what the bounties of adoration offer.

Losing control is only the beginning,

losing sense is just elementary.

As the horizons spread out,

the vision grows brighter.

The sight that never experienced focus,

becomes exposed of all dimensions.

Affection is a worthy phenomenon,

its practice is cherished only when lost.