Love has surpassed every problem: time, distance, race, age, class, money.. even religion. Of all the religions in the world, Love is the greatest faith. It’s what I believe in.
Romeo and Juliet loved each other in the midst of family feuds. They were ahead of their time, knowing the power of Love despite society’s strongholds. Sadly there are still obstacles in the way of love to this day. I have been smitten by a boy I hardly know. When I discovered he was of a different Religion than my own, it was already too late to let go without heartbreak. I had been smitten.. And I don’t know when or how or why it is that I like this boy, but I do. I do not question Love. I only know it when it comes; I can feel it. Just the same, I do not question Religion. With the utmost respect, I accept my situation fully as it is. He is different from me in only that way, and because of this, we could never be. This deeply saddens me. The situation is taboo, so I must tread softly. Here I cannot tell which is more powerful: love or religion. But if seen in another way, love and religion are one and the same. God is Love, and God is my Religion; therefore, Love is my Religion. And if I am right, Love is his Religion too. If I had it my way, this would be our truth to set us free, and I could be released from sleepless angst-filled nights and finally dream happily endlessly, asleep and awake.
“Tis but thy name that is my enemy:
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What’s a Montague? It is nor hand nor foot
Nor arm nor face nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O be some other name!
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other word would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called.
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for thy name, which is no part of thee,
Take all myself.”
*sigh. I realize I have much to learn.. Love, give me strength to endure this pain.
