Who is Love?
The creature who glimpses me as the sun rises,
holding a stare worth eternity.
The hummingbird who beats her wings with –
Love, the song I still can’t get out of my head.
This song, the fresh, everlasting grass seems to dance for,
Every beat is another tribute.
Sometimes, I gently place my heart on the silken grass.
and wonder who painted the sky,
Is it another message of Love?
Every breath the world takes softens into a new hue,
Every touch is a hidden light in the darkness.
This darkness…
Darkness surrounds me, yet my blood keeps flowing.
The one who wanders with strength in the storm,
The one who silently endures the pain.
This is Love.
Shivering, trembling, no one can destroy it
Who is nowhere to be found, yet
They are everywhere.
Love is a Mountain
It will break every obstacle in its path.
Love is Eternal,
A message no one can understand,
Yet constantly plays its tune,
A dance.
Vibrating from the tips of the toes to the end of the hair.
Here I sit, determined not to look away from the
Sun, my eyes are in tears.
I plead…
I beg it to stay,
To answer my question:
Who is Love?
by Isha P.