A lifetime is lived in searching for love, then living it out followed by the last step of transcending it. It's a full circle of occurance which each soul passes through. The seeking ...exhilirating and enticing keeps the juices flowing and the butterflies fluttering around in the stomach. The shadow of a faceless lover keeps appearing as an invitation to dissolve in the beloved's call for union. On arrival, one finds himself facing a mirror which keeps reflecting one's own shades of persona, feelings and being. In this association, one experiences the plethora of human emotion that's available and is distracted from the real search of the true self. The maaya of emotion keeps the attention and awareness outward focussed and is on the mercy of the tossing turning of the lover. The sweet melody of this love song is too good to decline and the landscapes of emotions too welcoming to ignore. The trap is all set and the ignorant one falls into it...sometimes even when one is too aware to see it..still the succumbing to love is allmost impossible. Nobody really knows why...Maybe it is a part of the plan of growing up or awakening. Swooning to the erotica of love and high on it's pangs... One forgets the impermanance of the association. When death, suffering or distance suddenly jolt one from the dream, it comes to a knowing that the ephemeral and fleeting nature of relationship cannot be tagged alongside eternally. It must end some day and leave behind a wound..a wound that scars, aches , bleeds and silently shouts out for balm and succor. In the lonely woods of a lost love, one wanders from tree to tree searching for familiar signposts and finds himself lost in the maze of memories. This phase also eventually does end as does everything else and one arrives at a point of reflection where one has transcended the myth of love and can no longer return to it's sweet enticement. at this point of Transcendence, one continues to participate and yet know it's illusion and bigotry. The alchemic revelation of love finally ends at it's Transcendence and passing over.

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