A Sharper Image

Love is like a picture.
(don't you hate it when someone starts like that... but it's so true!)

Love is like a picture coming into focus.

It's fuzzy at first, but you're curious.
You've paused to see what's behind the blurs.
The water lillies-esque facade is, by itself, beautiful.
The blend of colors and amorphous shapes exude an intoxication.
You fall into the delightful uncertainty, the freedom from form and constraints.
Color rules.

Over time the picture sharpens.
The lines become more distinct.
Airbrushed effects lose their power.
Every flaw comes into full examination.

Love celebrates those flaws.
Clairty brings more facets of wonder.
The morning light brightens the scene,
And allows you to look deeper into the eyes of love.

You're patient for now.
Enjoying the colors,
Observing the slow work of focus.
You bide your time and enjoy the journey.
Just as wisdom lightens your steps over time,
Deepening your understanding and brightening your path with age,
So too does love.

All comes clear in time.