Every belief is a leap of faith,
But not all leaps of faith are equal..
For a belief is not a specter.
It is not a wraith.
It is a choice we make.
It is a weight.

And is not love..
The heaviest choice of all.
To weigh one’s heart upon a scale, against a feather.
Though much remains unknown.
Though much remains contingent on the weather.

How could one ever hope to reach the bottom of an ocean,
If one has not the courage, as they float upon its surface,
To venture valiantly
into the unknown,
into the deep?
And much the same,
The highest flights of love
Depend on that initial leap.

What we see now are but dim images..
but text upon a screen..
however, there will come a day
when face to face, by one another,
you and I are fated to be seen.
When that day comes..
My heart beats ready
to see you as you truly are.
For every virtue you embody
and for your every scar.