Love III
~~Oh the splendor of love, despite its reciprocation. It moves
The soul, a sacred inspiration, an infusion of grace. Love
Has resurrected emotion, and multicolored intensities.
Awaken my love. Our axis has become a seesaw, a flaming
Paradox, wherefore the pendulum takes precedence. But
Paradise is a breath away, notwithstanding the crucifix.
Love fathoms itself, a living riddle, a war within the loins
Of humanity. It’s the ultimate artist, a transformative force,
The cornerstone of wisdom. Love is the infusion of dreams,
The substance of hope, even a dance with faith. It electrifies
The soul, unto heartache and sorrow, often dragging one into
The dungeons of hell. Love is an untimely quiz, questioning
The mirror’s reflection, compelling the soul to truths. If
Love was simplicity, the spirit wouldn’t swell with tears. Â
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Comments
A very intelligently written piece Glenn, an interesting structure to your poem that worked well. enjoyed :)
Glenn…this write is beautiful and reads like the Song of Songs.  Excellent write!
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I thank you both for your feedback. Â
Glenn, I have just read this poem again, and I do not feel that I gave it the full justice when I commented last.  I agree with what I said before, and you do write with such intelligence, but I didn't give it credit for the emotion of it as I should have done.  It is a lovely piece, and although not one I fully understand, it still captures me!  A definite nomination imo :)
I thank you again, Rachel.