is joy in the beauty of another," said the poet, but
universal love is much more than that.
It is joy in the beauty of life as we enrich one another in its vast dimensions.
Love is also a paradox. In an ecstasy
of love we marry, and then erect fences around one another in an orgy
of possessive self-centeredness. We aim to own one another, exploit
one another, make demands of one another, all in the name of love.