My friend J sent me this ... and I'm grateful ... it is spot on what I'm churning over regarding love. It is love beyond hallmark cards, holding hands at the movies, wedding bands, going steady, cheating on each other, giving the cold shoulder, living in fear of rejection, hoping for something that is only an illusion.

I don't know what the title it but it's a Rumi poem:

"Love is reckless; not reason. Reason seeks a profit. Love comes on
strong, consuming herself unabashed.

Yet in the midst of suffering love proceeds like a millstone, hard
surfaced and straight forward.

Having died to self interest, she risks everything and asks for
nothing. Love gambles away every gift God bestows.

Without cause God gave us Being; without cause give it back again.
Gambling yourself away is beyond any religion.

Religion seeks grace and favor, but those who gamble these away are
Gods favorites, for they neither put God to the test nor knock at the
door of gain and loss"

(translation by Edmund Helminski)