Surprised at Sadness

I am always surprised by sadness. May it be so. It should strike us strange to find discord rather than harmony. When those we love act strangely it should surprise us. But in the sadness we do not have to find pain. We can love and love purely even if our love is unwanted. For it is often that those who need our love the most, refuse it. We are willing to give, but what, if anything, will be received? We must wait for answers to such soulful questions and in the time of our waiting, find stillness yet, and within it, the presence of our beloved.