I wish there was a way to get “young” people to understand this. Hell, even some “adults” that I know should seriously try to grasp this concept. LOVE is not just making the heart skip beats, a never-ending warmth and mushy feeling inside. I appreciate how this poem sets forth that love accepts the good and the bad, it is not always going to be sunshine and rainbows, there will be flaws, storms. And, let’s face it… don’t you have to get through a storm/rain in order to see and enjoy a rainbow anyway? When you really love, it is not supposed to be great ALL the time. Why should one expect that you’re supposed be in a constant euphoric state?
Here Russell says that, “Not like a rocket, which, with savage glare, Whirrs suddenly up, then bursts, and leaves the night, Painfully quivering on the dazed eyes,” but rather love GIVES and takes and SEES flaws and despite it all it becomes “new and fresh each hour.” To really love, I think we should embrace all that comes with it. If we don’t have the “downs” with the “ups”, there is no refreshing. You either crash and burn out or just get stagnate, neither of which encourages growth.
This is a beautiful poem. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do: