The beauty of love is that it is not intelligent.
It is free of restraint.
It is free of fear.
It is free of calculation.
It is magical and unreal.
Only in love can one let go of the need to control
And allow for complete submission
Submission to passion and emotion
Submission to that which is natural and instinctual
Love is the state of ultimate freedom.
A freedom we feel
A freedom we lose if we try to understand.
I am going to drift away with this naive beauty
Happy that I feel it
Hoping that you will one day break through your self imposed imprisonment of intelligence
The beauty of love is that it is not fearful.
The beauty of love is that it is not intelligent.
Ghada Shahbender
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-beauty-of-love-is-that-it-is-not-intelligent/
