The deepest and purest love
Is that of maternity...
Love of all existing loves.
And every woman in love knows
how to find again
the ancestral heart to say a word
and calm a wound,
giving with a caress a peaceful dream,
with an embrace
the long searched eternity.
This way her every word, every action
become sparks of the love
of the so many loves…
the only one that doesn't know betrayal
And of this heart that each man,
(babies grown too much in hurry
in the hurry of the world,)
is so desperately in need today…
Every man desires to find in a woman
the heart of his own mother.
This is the greatest prodigy of love
A contest entry
- Who is this woman??? by Sweetangelgrace.
450 points, ended March 7, 2007, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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You write so gently here, as a mother explaining to her children the true power of divine love. Enjoyed this so much. Peace, Rhonda
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Great poem!You have a really good heart and a good way of touching others with your poetry. I guess it relates to the feelings , and everyone else.
It was well written. thank you for sharing and good luck in my contest!
GRACE
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