Love can hurt, love can haunt, and love can be extremely cruel Love can make us convert, make us want, and make us try To live by the golden rule Love is not learned in our schools, nor is it required By our laws We are born with this precious gift - woven into all of Our natural flaws Of all the mysteries, we have yet to unfold in our journey Through this world Love is the most complex and misunderstood and has Yet to be unfurled Love can in fact lead us on the path to hate and war When love is used selfishly - and not to be given freely Anymore Love can save us, or love can destroy us, - but it will always Be with us Therefore, as we confront either - our friend or foe, love is indeed The only true force we can trust What sets us apart from all of God’s creation Is our immense and boundless imagination Without love nothing could survive, it is the seed of all of Creation The obligation of every generation, is to uncover a true Explanation |
I Have this Garden of Poems
at first and then carried away with my greenthumb i planted everything trees and more trees and shrubs and bamboos and vines and hanging plants almost everything and so the blooming flowers died and the grasses diminishing like some hair of this baldness but nothing is lost in this garden of poems the birds came and built their nests some are still coming every morning and then the chirping begins |
Love is Indeed a True Obligation (poem)
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