Life of Love

Love has depth
but varies in speed and distance
It can stay for a while, slow
or be fleeting.

Like a song that you grew up
and grew into love with
The tune still vibrating
in your bones
but your lips now singing
the lyrics of a new melody

a book that was read long ago
that changed your life
The feeling still etched
in your memory
But your mind now searching
the wisdom of new pages.

Or a person that you loved for years
passionately
Their touch still imprinted
on your being
But your soul now embracing
the hold of a new heart.

Love can be a trickster
or a very effective teacher
the choice is always in
the eyes of the beholder
The clue to this choice
of hurting or learning
is in the space
between lovers and loving

The loss of lovers hurt!
grieve them, and the pains
Love can never be lost.
in your being, it remains.

So let your lovers go,
hold onto the love
dive into its cataclysmic depths
And search for the pearls
that your soul seeks
through all the loving
of your heart’s pleads

This breathtaking task
of diving into the depths
of small and significant loves
surfaces the soul coveted pearls,
bead by bead, getting slowly strung
on the twining strings of breath and space
shaping the poetry, phrase by phrase
of your story, so precious.