Thursday, September 20, 2018

asking, of Love

do you come from my heart
or do you reside in my soul,
for sometimes i feel you in
the depths of my gut and
inside every teardrop trickling
down my cheeks to my toes

if you are omnipresent do you  
feel pain, angst and sadness,
understand the hurtful absence
in the departure of love ones
and do you battle with the
evilness that is called hate

my ‘being’ senses that the
spirit of the universe is much
grander than even my imaginings,
that it encompasses that which i
know and that which i don’t, a
balance of all

and so if i can ask a favor, Love;
will you be my friend, my mentor,
be the conduit to understanding
from whence i came and from
whilst my journey will take me,

will you hold my hand?

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