Since time immemorial, poets have written about love and loss.
Such topics are natural outpourings of the soul.
My words are not always drawn from experience.
Sometimes a hint exists.
And more than a large share of poetic imagination.
I’ll leave you to guess which.
The poem here was written a few years back in the heady days of love given and received, coupled with those painful times of love denied or lost, and published here for the first time.
of quiet, unbroken tears
wells up between us.
What can I say?
and locks are drawn
as a thin veil covering
the Past and refusing
re-entry to the future.
creeping with cowardice
from our hearts ~
a love we once trusted
Human love can take us to dizzy heights or plummeting depths of emotion.
It is a wonderful yet fragile thing, prone to alteration and change, often as fickle as our feelings.
The only love that is totally unconditional, constant, continual, dependable, eternal, forgiving and ever-giving is the love of God as seen in Christ Jesus our Lord and Saviour.
In it’s pure, Holy flame we can rest secure. Feel safe. Be comforted, warmed and encouraged. Breathe easy. Feel completely accepted and validated.
“We love because he first loved us” ~ 1 John 4:19
Day 25 ~ 31 days of #poetryforthesoul