Pondering
love
Beginning
to end
Where
does it start
How
does it spin.
How
is it learned
What
do people do
When
love is the rule
And
it runs through and through.
What
conditions
Are
placed in the equation
And
what about us
Are
part of the divine reclamation.
It
comes from God
Or
so I am told
Will
I still believe this
When
I am cranky and old.
Love
for a wife
Love
for a child
Love
for a friend
Ugliness
exiled.
Love
for a nation
Love
for a people
Love
for family
Those
under the steeple.
Love
on display
Toward
what end
Is
justice just a dream
Upon
which we ascend.
Love
that is real
Is
not about me
I am
just the voice
Of all
that I see.
Love
for the lonely
Love
for the oppressed
Love
for the hungry
Those
who are not very blessed.
Love
is a thought
Love
is a prayer
Love
is a deed
That
goes out somewhere.
Love
that is learned
Love
that is shown
Love
that is real
From
seeds that are sown.
Enjoyed this post Waymon. Wish you would have included Love for the “Unborn” as well. There seems to be little regard for them in many states right now. I know you have a love for them as well.
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by to read these thoughts and feelings. I write what I feel prompted by the muse to put on the page.
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