Love, where art thou
when love permeates your body
it flows down, through the earth
with every footstep, every print
winds carry it to all ends
of this world, like a word
a sentence, a poem, spurred,
onward, invisible, physical
at those very moments
it remains the same, without stain
even death, or a lover lost
cannot destroy, this energy
this joy, this indelible, supernatural
emotion, unsubstantial, forever
it remains out there, in the air,
in the sea, on land, in a tree
touching everything, eternally
this celestial blessing,
which is, was and will always be
Love…
| Auteur: killea | ||
| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 november 2012 | ||
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