Not sure what to name this one

"Love, by definition, seeks to enjoy its object." C.S. Lewis

I read this today and it got me thinking about our passions. I do not go hiking in the mountains because I am going to get paid for each mile I hike. I go hiking because of the surroundings, and the peace I feel as I walk through woods, the smells, the beautiful views. I go because I love to experience the outdoors. Our passions are driven by our loves. Poets do not write poems just to put words on paper, but they are laying down what they paint in their minds on paper. This is where their passions/love line up together. I hope this makes sense. I have been thinking about passions within life today and wanted to share.