Espiritu Familiar...

"...El esta condenado a murir por amar demasiado..."

I know a man that sees love as his greatest gift.  From it springs forth the inspiration to stand, the fury to fight and the passion for all that is beautiful in this world.  From that love permeates the need to kiss both sky and skin.  To hear whispers in the silence and see the soul within the eyes of someone that keeps them shut.  Yet as beautiful as it all may sound...it comes at a cost when it is pure.

Pure love requires holistic acceptance.  What you like, what you don't like.  It's all the same to you.  It can be anything it wants to be and you will still remain objective.  You will remain real in your love and the object of your affection will remain free to fail without judgement.  All this requires a lesser grip.  Unfortunately, a grip that will eventually lead to it's loss.  To suffer the loss of "forever" is a heartbreaking experience and when pieces of him are taken, they are taken without return.

So what does this man do?  He looks for "forever" in whatever moments he can find within that which he loves the most...within that which he cannot keep.  Pure love does come at a cost...it's cost is loss