A reflection on eros relationships

 

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That earliest attraction is akin to the vertigo felt when on the topmost platform at the diving pool.
The dive is the plunge, the falling in love.
Sailing through the air, hitting the water, and sliding through to it's depths at high speed with grace are darn estatic.
And whether you hit the bottom or no (how long the dive (honeymoon period) lasts) you have to start swimming.
Well firstly you'll have to come up for air
And then you'll have to start swimming to the far end of the pool if it's till death do us part... otherwise if divorce and such are on the cards at any point between coming up for air and reaching the far end of the pool (the end of your life) you'll detour, and swim to the side and hop out of the pool.
You may try again from the diving platform, but more often you'll try another pool if you do try again.

Swimming down the length of the pool isn't always fun. It requires that you move your arms and your legs.
It might get tiring.
Without the Spirit who renews, the WORD which feeds and the LORD who gives purpose it's almost too much to bear, and too much for many.
Without the joys of rearing children, your own or not, or some dreams or projects you work on together, how dull it gets can become overwhelming.
Without friends and family and community to care or to cheer, the value and worth of the journey can become glazed over.
But if you have these (and even if you don't) and you swim towards the end you'll find gems along the way
Sooner or later twill be the glorious journey of two bodies in nude slicing through the water in harmonious rhythm.
For with time the naked truth will take off the coverings of modesty, bikinis and all other diving gear will be stripped...
And even where your eyes get dim for so long in the water being,
Your bodies ripped for the arduous, consistent motion through the water
(Michael-Angelo's David)
You'll be monuments, examples to be adored and emulated
Pillars of a good and righteous tradition.
As you swim together on the journey described as "honourable in all",
Two which have become one and better for it.
Like the fictional birds with one wing each who must lean against each other to fly...
Much like the way they slice the air so together you'll slice the waters of this divinely inspired pool.
And you'll be glorious for it!
In sunshine or in rain, with winds or storms or days blue,
You'll slice the waters together, working those arms and those legs, those torsos and heads
Rowing with bodies to forever.
Oh how glorious!