From Romantic Love to Eternal Love

There is a kind of love that doesn’t need an object. It doesn’t wait for a name, a body, a face to take form in the world. It simply is — radiant, eternal, untouched by time. It breathes beneath all things, animating creation like the pulse of God itself. But we forget. We chase it in eyes and embraces, in words and promises. We search for the Infinite through the finite.