I follow a poet on Facebook and Instagram. I like him a lot, he's amusing, he's real, he writes with raw passion, and it usually all fits in a little square picture on Instagram.
Jason King
On Facebook this morning, (Jason King Facebook) he asked "In a few words of your own, what do you think love should be like?"
Much of his work stops me, and gets me thinking... but this one really stopped me.
What do I think love should be like?
I don't know. I'm in so much pain lately, that my first instinct is to say, "To not hurt." But, I wonder, if I didn't love as much, then it wouldn't hurt as much. I would rather have the love and hurt, than nothing?
But one of the other thoughts that ran through my head almost immediately was a trip I took to the Grand Canyon. I was with a group, and we entered the park gates. The road past the gates was tree lined, and seemed to go on and on. We were all like, "Where is the canyon?"
And then there it was. Almost out of nowhere, there it was.
We got out, and everyone was silent. I walked towards the rim, and for the first time in my life, I couldn't stand. My knees went right out from under me, and I went down on them. I couldn't move, I just sat there, on my knees, my chest felt heavy, the emotion was indescribable.
That feeling. On my knees, on the rim of the Grand Canyon... That feeling... it's what love should be like. When it first enters your life, when it hurts, when you miss them, when you're happy, when you're sad. When you say your vows, when you look into the eyes of your child for the first time.
When you say goodbye.
That is what it's like for me. I've been brought to my knees again.
So What do I think love should be like? I think it should bring you to your knees.
