The Forgotten Love
We have forgotten how to love.
Real love is not an
not an act or gesture.
Real love is not an experience-
It is a state of being.
When we love, really love, we do not hold back.
We can’t turn it off and on and off again
like a light bulb.
It just radiates
like warmth and light of the sun.
We beam this love to everyone we meet,
not fooled by their title or what they are wearing.
If we really know how to love we
won’t save it for just a few
and wrap up tight in strings of obligation.
No, if we really know how to love
with all the endless expanse of our hearts
we can’t help ourselves but smile
the smile of the master
that even when speaking of great despair
delights in the beauty of human triumph.
The smile of the master
that opens the hearts of even the hardest warrior
and reminds them how to love.
-Taya, the title poem from the Book The Forgotten Love: Poems of Love and Longing