The natural love.

Though I have started this write up indicating that there is also an artificial love, nah, theres nothing like that. Theres nothing like 'natural love' either. But love is just natural. It doesnt have to be forced. It comes like sun rises and sun sets, it comes like moon shines, water flows in a brook, flowers bloom, fruits ripens, untouched by an artificial cause, love just kindles. 

When you are cared, saved and given warmth of the feeling of security by someone even when theres an incomprehensible vagueness you are just loved. When you are cherished by someone when you have dont have anything you had before, but just a baffling, prickling past and just a handful of happy memories and a pinch of cheerfulness, you are loved. 

When you are understood, helped, cared and appreciated without any force but they just do these because they think that these should be done, not because you asked, thats love. When you are shown your faults kindly as well as encouraged you are  loved. When the truest self of yours that has been cracked, flawed, bruised and blackened is cherished, when your values are appreciated without you saying or asking, you are loved. 

Love is natural. It cannot be kindled with force. It's unpremeditated 'state' that can be felt by anyone, anything. Thats the beauty in it. It cannot be coerced, it just happens. There may be causes, but they are unfathomable and difficult to put into words. It's just felt without letting us know the truest cause beneath it. 

P.s.

But, like downpours, cyclones, floods, it can be so menacing if it crosses its line. 

-hansi🖤

26.09.2021

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