The Paths of Love

Prologue:

This is written from two perspectives of the same person.

The first one is the younger man explaining about finding love and the second is the older man explaining about how to find love. Rather the first poem appears typical of a younger man who is adventurous, pondering his choices and the second poem appears typical of an older man who is wise, explaining his choices. The interesting thing to note is these two writings are identical and the younger man's story is the older man's story in reverse.

The goal of the story is two-pieced.  The first is to realize the older man is happy though wise and question what caused him to be happy and wise.  The second is to realize the younger man is initially naive and foolish though towards the end he becomes the older man, happy and wise.  

Also the deeper meaning is the fact that the younger man and the older man are symbolic references towards anyone which is inspired to do anything.  Rather the search of love itself is a driving force towards the younger man making choices and the older man who has made choices.   The only thing different between the story of the young man and the older man is what stage of love they are in.  

Younger Man

You saw a perfect love and you followed after.

Upheaval befell me and mystery confounded me though in trusting her I overcame and understood it all.

A beauty more fitting for a dream I saw her as though I followed after her still.

She led me through triumph and glee with kindness carrying me through to her.

You thought of her as love and greater beauty could not or ever could not exist.

Ran you did through sheer seeming impossibility with audacity to brave me through.

Courageously to be admirable to those which didn't understand why you could hopefully run.

No sort of obstacle could stop you nor enemy could convince you to surrender.

For you saw perfection in love and beauty and she was my inspiration to reach even greater.

My triumphs made me weary and my battles made me worn though she comforted me.

To laugh you could and embellish the gorgeous around me, she said dream more.

All for a chance to show her what I saw her as with words and actions with courage.

There is no greater goal and no greater way to be inspired I felt until I could reach her.

In this quest all lovers are agonized and triumphant until they feel they love perfectly.

Made mad by passion that only one in love can understand increasingly more lost to find it.

Wandering through wilderness and sheer desire enough to touch what beauty we seek.

To find that there are no greater quests for one who wishes to adventure than to seek out love.

Wondering how we could have gotten here, so lost yet so free through feeling more to seek.

To touch the face of sheer beauty and be inspired more to find something we may have missed.

Realizing you and her one day find yourselves together walking the same road and she smiles at you.

A smile to reach straight into you grab your heart and hold it more comforting than carried in your own bones.

Like life itself could hide the greatest things it has for us in the mystery it takes two hearts to come together.

For her I dig for reason on the road I walk to show her how much I love her by.

Explaining all the ways in loneliness I could reach for greater and bring it down to her.

For her to hold it in her hands and be overjoyed by the love it took to bring to her.

To one day know that time makes fools of inspiration and the audacity we require to find it.

Grasping at grandeur and finding it lost to our hands.

We realize how foolish dreams are if they're not of others as things are the ficklest fruits of all.

Finding that we die with everything if we die in love with others and we die with nothing if we die with just possessions.

This is the only way to give meaning to it all and the only way to be inspired through it.

For life itself is love and life blesses those in love and those that travel paths to it are given opportunities.

And I in my audacity ask for the ability to find something seemingly perfect as opportunities fall along the way to me that carry me further.

In this our quest is never complete until we find we've found someone perfectly beautiful.

Which is an impossibility though once you find love together then you find what makes another beautiful is that you follow them to beauty.

Which is ironic because we find our entire lives searching for perfect love, then once we find it we find how to make it perfect.

Which I don't understand how someone could find something perfect in a life built on triumph over hardship, and pain, and suffering though I think I'll die trying and one day I'll consider myself lucky if I've died only to find it.

Even then I'd wonder is this perfection then I'd laugh.

Older Man

Even then I'd wonder is this perfection then I'd laugh.

Which I don't understand how someone could find something perfect in a life built on triumph over hardship, and pain, and suffering though I think I'll die trying and one day I'll consider myself lucky if I've died only to find it.

Which is ironic because we find our entire lives searching for perfect love, then once we find it we find how to make it perfect.

Which is an impossibility though once you find love together then you find what makes another beautiful is that you follow them to beauty.

And I in my audacity ask for the ability to find something seemingly perfect as opportunities fall along the way to me that carry me further.

For life itself is love and life blesses those in love and those that travel paths to it are given opportunities.

This is the only way to give meaning to it all and the only way to be inspired through it.

Finding that we die with everything if we die in love with others and we die with nothing if we die with just possessions.

We realize how foolish dreams are if they're not of others as things are the ficklest fruits of all.

Grasping at grandeur and finding it lost to our hands.

To one day know that time makes fools of inspiration and the audacity we require to find it.

For her to hold it in her hands and be overjoyed by the love it took to bring to her.

Explaining all the ways in loneliness I could reach for greater and bring it down to her.

For her I dig for reason on the road I walk to show her how much I love her by.

Like life itself could hide the greatest things it has for us in the mystery it takes two hearts to come together.

A smile to reach straight into you grab your heart and hold it more comforting than carried in your own bones.

Realizing you and her one day find yourselves together walking the same road and she smiles at you.

To touch the face of sheer beauty and be inspired more to find something we may have missed.

Wondering how we could have gotten here, so lost yet so free through feeling more to seek.

To find that there are no greater quests for one who wishes to adventure than to seek out love.

Wandering through wilderness and sheer desire enough to touch what beauty we seek.

Made mad by passion that only one in love can understand increasingly more lost to find it.

In this quest all lovers are agonized and triumphant until they feel they love perfectly.

There is no greater goal and no greater way to be inspired I felt until I could reach her.

All for a chance to show her what I saw her as with words and actions with courage.

Too laugh you could and embellish the gorgeous around me, she said dream more.

My triumphs made me weary and my battles made me worn though she comforted me.

For you saw perfection in love and beauty and she was my inspiration to reach even greater.

No sort of obstacle could stop you nor enemy could convince you to surrender.

Courageously to be admirable to those which didn't understand why you could hopefully run.

Ran you did through sheer seeming impossibility with audacity to brave me through.

You thought of her as love and greater beauty could not or ever could not exist.

She led me through triumph and glee with kindness carrying me through to her.

A beauty more fitting for a dream I saw her as though I followed after her still.

Upheaval befell me and mystery confounded me though in trusting her I overcame and understood it all.

You saw a perfect love and you followed after.