Love is like a River - the ultimate cliché?

Now, as for love, it’s not blind, nor deaf, nor does it have any other kind of impairment. It is merely unchartered. It, like life, is dictated by circumstance. Things in life happen and it’s how we manage ourselves during those events which determines if we sink or swim.
Clichéd or otherwise, love is like a river.
Sometimes we drift with it, letting it take us to unknown destination. We begin perfectly content, happily playing in a calm lake when suddenly, we get wrapped up in an intense current of lust, attraction and uncertainty.
Mostly, we (and this is the major flaw of human nature) try and swim upstream in attempt to avoid change. This isn’t because we don’t crave adventure. We all try to go on an adventure we’ve planned, with a purpose – where we’re in control.
Where’s the adventure in that?
Rather, we strive against the current because we’re not sure enough in ourselves that we can manage what we get rushed into downstream. Sometimes, there are rocks that lie in our paths, like obstacles of unrequited affection and the ever so cruel branches of the “taken”. However in the rare occurrence that two people allow themselves to flow with the river, something of the divine occurs.
Initially, there is a stand-off. Of course, each is very much aware of the other and their mutual intentions, however they are so sure of their own desires, they don’t want to get it misunderstood. If they stay neutral, there’s always a chance to combine in the future. But, if either is wrong about the other’s wants, all current and possible interaction between the two is lost. There is no chance to return to this level of familiarity. So, they are both on edge, waiting for something, anything which indicates interest. One body shows weakness and ignorance in their confidence and caves in, commanding a response from the other, longing for it to coincide with their assumption of zeal.
They collide into each other helplessly as they peripatetically travel along the same course of which they have no control. The only way to keep afloat is to co-operate with the other body and learn about its rhythm, movement and ability. This is where they recognise the potential of their partnership.
This is the epiphanous moment where they understand inspiration.
They glide through the waters together, overcoming raging rapids and calm brooks alike. The solemn nature of their union stays in tact as they know one another’s strengths and weaknesses, assets and flaws leading to an incredulous trust of the other’s capability. Integrity has now been established and maintained throughout their time together.
It is when they have truly proven that they can stay afloat with one another that they let themselves drown. In rapture.
This happens when the river meets the ocean.

Love is like a River - the ultimate cliché?

Maria Alexandratos

Kingsford, Australia

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An attempt (and I hope, success) of improving the “love is like a river” cliché.

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