The "shape" of love

Yesterday, I had to pick up my wife at the railway station.
I was there a little earlier (wich is not the usual way I do this...) and so I had time to observe people 'round the place. I stood right at the exit where everybody had to come through, that left or boarded a train. I want to share a few of my impressions when standing there...




1.) A human being, that is looking for someone or something in a crowd as a very special expression on his or her face. Even wehn the eyes of the searching person strike you, you can see, that you are not the target of the search. The eyes are quickly scanning the place and the the people. The face shows maximum concentration, while the whole body seems to be tensed.
The neck stretches to achieve a higher body height... The face shows a special kind of desperate expression until the moment the person found the target of the search. Then, a brightening smile rushes over the face thet clearly shows the "I found him/her" expression.

2.) Well, I was a searching person too...: I waited for my wife.
I must admit, that we seem to be a couple of the few, that lead a very happy marriage.
So I can say, that I love her and she loves me. When looking for someone loved in a crowd...the inner person scannes every face, that passes by to find the well known, used to see "shape" of the person you love.
Some people may resemble me to "her" but when "she" is approaching something changes.
It is the place, that she has in me. It is a positive, warm emotion that comes up inside of me, when I see her. It is her smile, her way of walking her outside appearance, that is stamped into my soul like the casting mould of a statue. As soon as my eyes spot the "shape" (her individual appearance attributes) it is like her being put into this cast and initiating these positive feelings as soon as the eye has put her image into this inner place.

There are many people, that try to explain love simply as a biochemical reaction of hormones in our bodies. Well, this seems to be the "scientifical" way of explaining this...
But dear scientists: I know, that you may have an explaination for what I described above.
But for us "normalos" the secret of love will always be kept in situations like this: The one you love comes around the corner and you not just see her...you feel her inside.

It stays a miracle for the one that loves despite any try of explaination...

And this, is what we need for life: The miracle of love.