Exaltation of Unrequited Love

How difficult it is to love, how difficult it is to become vulnerable.

How it harms one’s pride, confidence, and instinct of self-protection.

How difficult it is to trust in love; it gives no guarantees.

Love entails running risks and looking foolish.

Love demands bravery against humiliation and some relinquishment of power.

Daring to love can imply giving up one’s very balance.

No one guarantees that he or she will not abuse your disposition;

no one assures you requited love.

For some, perhaps it is easier to traverse the world

than to open their hearts, for opening one’s heart allows

two diametrically opposed and equally probable things to happen:

a horrible deed to your good will or reciprocity in good faith and love understood.

Daring to love is of the brave,

venturing to cast your pearls into unknown hands is fate.

Your love could be underestimated and your virtues never seen.

But you would have done the right thing,

because just as bread is given to those who eat and seed to those who plant;

love is given to those who love.

And if you do not receive it from that person

in whom you decided to sow your love,

then in due time- perhaps not instantly- you will receive it from

the tireless and timeless fountain of love, from He who is love in itself.

You and your heart were made to give and receive love.

Give love, sow love, for we are all here interwoven in the same net.

Sooner or later the deeds of love that you planted will return to you

with all the respective and fascinating contributions

of the others in whom you never sowed.