Category: Words

Love is…

I like to think of love
As a fundamental force of the physical universe
Not just an emotion
Or a biological imperative

In that way
Love is as pure as light
As powerful as gravity
As infinite as time and space

Life adapts
To the harshest conditions
Some life even thrives there

Humans evolved
The mind to identify
The harshest conditions

There was something
In the forest
So bright
Daylight
Seemed like night

White hot
Without heat
And it purred
The way
A dragster purrs
Waiting
For the glove
To drop

As twilight gives way to night
The rising wind whispers
Seduction to the indigo bay
Ruffling her deep reflection
Inciting a shiver
And a shimmer

There is a mood
No
An atmosphere
To existence

An atmosphere I choose

An atmosphere within which
All events occur
And through which
All events are perceived

I take the darkened path
Knowing illumination
Will guide my way

The light

Of guides
Of friends
Of family

We soar
Between
Mountains
Between
Layers
Of cloud

Between
Wonderlands

In a
Bright
Red
Box

There is a future
We have already created
In which the sea
Becomes our enemy

In the blue calm twilight
Of a winter’s day
The scraggle of barren branches
Reminds me

Of hardscrabble lives
For creatures without fire, food and shelter
And the human beings who cannot afford them

I breathe
Deeply
Evenly
Imagining

A lattice
Of light
Into which
My darkness

Falls