The genesis of love is a seed, a kernel of creativity, just one spark of inspiration.
Just as the universe is incomprehensibly large, the act that brought it into being was, conceptually, the smallest of all. Yet, such power from it continues from eternity to eternity. Nothing stops love. Love is both small in its nucleus yet infinite in stature.
No surprise, love is divine as the Divine is love.
All the greatest of things, those implicitly loving, started small and found their basis from the purity of simplicity. Nothing is as pure as love. Nothing is as simple as love—the action.
A metaphor for love is a postage stamp.
It takes a love letter from its sender to its receiver. Without the stamp the stated love is merely a thought, for what is love if it’s not communicated?
But as the postage stamp is small and usable just once, but has such power in granting passage of the idea (the letter of love) from the sender to its receiver, so too is love a thing that’s small but infinitely powerful.
The beauty of love is its simplicity. It begins with a single pure act. But something so small has incredible power. As we choose to love, we release power by the smallest of acts.
© 2012 S. J. Wickham.