Why Love

Why this constant talk of love?
Why do poets spin words of silk
To form this tapestry of constant care?
Why are all these variations
Of love both lost and found
So central to the catalog of poems
That make up the opus of our world?

Is there no other point on which to dwell?
No focus that would steal our hearts and pens?
No realm that would command our Labour?
No master that would force our thoughts
To visions of equal majesty?

The answer sings from earth and sky
What other word can sum up life spent well?
So well

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Written on 2007-01-17 at 21:39

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Nils Teodor The PoetBay support member heart!
Very well written
What fills the heart
pours out
in ink and words
but the most beautiful
is beyond the realm of words

Amanda K
very good questions that you answered them at the end. i like how you put ure thoughts here and admire your writing.