Perfect Love

The sea… always the sea!
Huge, wet, cold and inspiring.
I was sitting by the sea with my eyes closed, feeling it’s breeze disorganizing my thoughts.
I wanted to get lost in its sound.
Impossible!
I stayed there until I gave up.
I opened my eyes and received another salty teaching.
The encounter between the sea and the rocks drew in the wet sand a giant heart – without oscillations, doubts and defects.
At that moment I thought: «The perfect union that the world seeks – a perfect love, in harmony».
Soon I realized the rest was turbulent, imperfect and interrupted by small pieces of rock.
«Curious!» – I thought – «We are all like this – imperfect, turbulent and shaped by the “rocks” of life».
And yet from imperfection was born the perfect union.
Yes, perfect love exists and lives within human imperfection.