I Finally Learned What Real Love Is Comments

First one has to learn to hear a figure and melody at all, to detect and distinguish it, to isolate it and delimit it as a separate life. Then it requires some exertion and good will to tolerate it in spite of its strangeness, to be patient with its appearance and expression, and kindhearted about its oddity: - finally there comes a moment when we are used to it, when we wait for it, when we sense that we should miss it if it were missing: and now it continues to compel and enchant us relentlessly until we have become its humble and enraptured lovers who desire nothing better from the world than it and only it. - But that is what happens to us not only in music. that is how we have learned to love all things that we now love. In the end we are always rewarded for our good will, our patience, fairmindedness, and gentleness with what is strange; gradually, it sheds its veil and turns out to be a new and indescribable beauty. That is its thanks for our hospitality. Even those who love themselves will have learned it in this way; for there is no other way. Love, too, has to be learned.love it Mary great Job. but you are loved from the start. you did not just learn it.

Hi Mary! Beautiful poem, i think you didn't just learn what love really is, you knew it right from day one! Thad

Mary your words are full of charming love.....loved the read...thankyou

FANTASTIC & brilliant & LOVE

as love flows ever etrnal, it never fades away by any reason and rhymes since the true heart always latches on to love, and never be redifined, as you move it is ever new, that is the mystery of love that reflexes upon like dew in the depth of night, this is really a beautiful poem seems luscious as always flows with ingenuity making more genial, as i love poem, credit goes with 10+, thanks for sdharing

beautiful write, like the person with a strong penned!