Wobbling Love

Bitter sweet, savvy sour and the likes is what you will use to describe it.

Interestingly, it goes beyond that. I do not know how to describe it. At times it feels like eating an unripe fruit. At other times too it feels like eating a full grown fruit with all the ecstasy in the world.

It has not been steady. A little bends here and there. It wobbles. Tossing to the left and then to the right.

You may think that it probably has no root. No anchor whatsoever. Then you may also want to consider that it probably has a root and then go back to trace it. The very beginning of it. How did it happen? How did it start? Did it start right? Did it have a firm grip?

Maybe nature is only paying me for the theft of it. How sad!

Looks like pay day came too early. Too early at a time when a solid foundation has not been laid yet.

Maybe, the soil on which it has been sown is not right. Just saying!

The soil! Yeah, the soil may be problematic. Too much particles in the soil that are making anything planted in it not firmly rooted.

Can you blame the soil? Well, you cannot! Because it has been stirred over and over and over again for planting. Planting that never was!

Year in and year out, it is prepared for a harvest that never happens. The soil has been mutilated after all the years of erosion through terrible rains. These rains have washed away all the quality particles of the soil. Particles that would have enabled it to hold firmly, anything that is planted in it.

So you see, you cannot really blame the soil.

It has been abused terribly over the years; an abuse that causes it to be overly careful at the sensing of another abuse. It’s unfortunate!

But there is always a winner. Love is the ultimate winner. And may love win!