The Forests and The Hermit

What we love defines who we are.

The people, places, and things that hold a special place in the heart nest deep inside for so long it appears that they are built into the roots of us. They seem to become us.  Entirely wrapped up in the things we love so much that the self gets lost. Lost deep in the forests of life, you lose your way until one cannot tell any difference between your self, and your love.

How we love shapes who we will become; where we will go. Love is a guiding light; we become a hermit with a lantern. When the forests gets too thick, when the deep foliage blocks out the sun, Love is there to let us see. A shepard leading our path through the forest until we arrive safely at our destination. How do you love?

Do you love freely, do you let the light from your lantern shine all around you to show you all the available paths… Do you set your light free to illuminate a chosen path for you, and guide your steps? Or do you seek to control your love? Do you bind your love with your WIll. directing the light from the lantern in one specific direction that you WANT to take? Is your love a small Sun, shining on everything; is it a flashlight, reflected towards only one thing?

The forest is eternally night, the sun is blocked forever through the canopy of trees above. The natural light is filtered out, and darkness is all that remains. With free love you can be your own Sun, you can bring the dawn with you wherever you go. With bound love, you wander the dark night, with a flashlight. Shining one way, the darkness is left all around you, you will quickly become beset by the monsters of the dark forest.

Everyone has their own forest, on the edge of the forest is a clearing, a field that opens the view up that we may see for miles. A field under the natural Sun of eternal Love. We are looking, we have always been searching for each other. The forest blocks the view all around us. We cannot find you in the forest, so we drive ourselves towards the edge and set sail on a vast ocean of flowers. Destination is the Sun, the source of light, love, and warmth.

Instead, we change destination for the other end of the field, because reflected on the far side of this green sea, is another forest. When we escape our forest, we are driven to the forest You are lost in. You are nowhere to be found on the field. We see that we are the only soul for miles in every direction. It becomes even more lonely than in the forest.

The Journey across the field is a whole other event. Eventually, we make it to your forest. And we enter. We go back inside. We made it out of the forest once, we enter again so that we might find you, guide you out so you may see the bountifulness of the sky and the flowers. So that you might make it to the Sun.

We were lost once, but love led us to the way out. We were free of the forest.

Love led us back in. we become lost as we go into the dark forest once more. This time instead of heading out, we are heading to you. So long as you are lost in the forest, so to will I be.

We will get out together. I would rather wander forever lost in the dark looking for you, than playing alone under the sun in the field. I have my own small Sun, illuminating everything around. I will be safe enough.

I will find you. And we will set sail together for the Sun. I love you, I wouldn’t leave you behind.

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