Love and self-awareness

Which is the greater mystery?

Love or self-awareness?

Both are formless,

Yet take on many forms.

Both intangible,

One cannot grasp them.

Try to catch a wave in the ocean,

Or hold a candle’s flame.

Gaze in the mirror long enough,

And whom do you see?

Love and self can both be prisons,

Or set us free.

The more we seek to understand them,

The further they slip from our reaching fingers.