Love is any of a number of emotions related to a sense of strong affections and attachments. The word love can refer to a variety of different feelings, states, and attitudes, ranging from generic pleasure ("I loved that meal") to intense interpersonal attraction ("I love my husband"). This diversity of uses and meanings, combined with the complexity of the feelings involved, makes love unusually difficult to consistently define, even compared to other emotional states.
Defining love is perhaps as difficult as understanding the journey of life. It is an intensely emotional state of mind which is hard to put in concrete words. It is something which is widely perceived as indefinable and hence, a number of interpretations of love have been made by scientists and philosophers since ages. The search might be too long, and perhaps it is just but appropriate to humbly say PERHAPS LOVE?!?...
Try to read each line of the song. It really amazed me how the songwriter keenly tried to delve into the richness of ambiguity of LOVE yet caused the world to exist. “AND SOME THEY DON’T KNOW” – a line from the song that enveloped my whole being and eventually realized that love cannot be deduce with such an ordinary and mere human language.
PERHAPS LOVE
John Denver
Perhaps love is like a resting place
A shelter from the storm
It exists to give you comfort
It is there to keep you warm
And in those times of trouble
When you are most alone
The memory of love will bring you home
Perhaps love is like a window
Perhaps an open door
It invites you to come closer
It wants to show you more
And even if you lose yourself
And don't know what to do
The memory of love will see you through
Oh, Love to some is like a cloud
To some as strong as steel
For some a way of living
For some a way to feel
And some say love is holding on
And some say letting go
And some say love is everything
And some say they don't know
Perhaps love is like the ocean
Full of conflict, full of pain
Like a fire when it's cold outside
Thunder when it rains
If I should live forever
And all my dreams come true
My memories of love will be of you
And some say love is holding on
And some say letting go
And some say love is everything
Some say they don't know
Perhaps love is like the ocean
Full of conflict, full of pain
Like a fire when it's cold outside
Or thunder when it rains
If I should live forever
And all my dreams come true
My memories of love will be of you
