I had many questions of Love
And I wanted the Truth
So instead of running to deceiving love
I ran to the truthful Love
For what truth would you find
In a composition of lies?
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Fools are the ones who turn from true love
Love, the most truthful
And yet deceiving
For I believe there are two different types
One is pretending
One is the Truth
The obvious difference is the time frame
For one love is eternal
The other is temporary
What is the only true love then?
Love with meaning
Could meaning imply something temporary?
True love can only be eternal
For what fool would think
That love, profoundly
Would be of a temporary time frame?
For what is meaningful, is indeed eternal
What can have meaning?
Can you find it here on earth?
Where is meaning?
Meaning can only be found if you look in the right place
Is this 'right place' here?
Where do I have to look to find it?
How long will it take to search it?
The right place is in your heart and mind
How shall I search my heart?
And what of my mind?
What shall I find?
He then said to me
To search it
You first inherit it
And to inherit it
You must first lose it
And when you lose it
Is when you truly shall inherit it
And what is this that I shall inherit?
Is it my mind?
My heart?
You shall inherit true Love
Which is only found through Me
2 comments:
This is really good! I like it because it's not all froth, it has substance. Too many poems these days are just emotion with no real depth or meaning to them. Very nice.
Thank you very much, that means a lot to me that you liked it.
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