"Love as dizzy as a cathedral", by Erik Pevernagie, oil on canvas, 100 x 80 cm. x

When love nestles down in the bewildering anchorage of our expectations, let us not disappoint it through lack of attention or loss of interest.

When we are smitten, we await love to be “remontant” and blooming,” like remontant roses, with blossoms scenting through all the seasons of life. Passion and patience are to be good allies, though.

Love can be a natural endowment, a present, or a gift. It can be a divine talent if it is not just a donation. Since love is a silver bullet, it makes the unimaginable possible through the power of its inspiration.

Women are strong kind. They invest in love so much more than men do. They have the power to add, patiently, stone by stone, all the elements they need for the cathedral of love and emotion.

However, they may forget to look down sometimes to make sure they can stand the height.

Love is hope and expectation, and many want to pencil it in, but some don’t dare to ink it in because love may also mean mystery and enigma.

The vagaries of love with all its unpredictable and capricious meanders may be a hurdle in keeping life on an even keel. Rational thinking and irrational feeling don’t always get along very well.

By squirming out of our dungeon of indifference and wriggling from our self-centered vault of unawareness, love can conjure up an aura of mental opulence and an inkling of infinity.

Emotional illiterates, who don’t recognize the sound of a broken heart, will never be capable of hearing the subtle vibrations of love reverberating through the rustling flora of life.

Phenomenon: Love and women