Love is the
rhythm of life,
the ebb and flow
of the soul –
the dream of life
looking fearlessly
into the future.
Love changes,
filling dead empty
places inside,
resurrecting hope,
and restoring
faith in a world
love makes new.
Love is never
in vain or wasted
for the gift that
comes of loving
is greater than that
of being loved
and in loving
we always become
more than we are.
Love boundless
spans the universe
and is contained
in a heart.
A contest entry
- love... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
300 points, ended May 20, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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wonderful immagery and the impact as well..I love the rythem and the flow of the lines..brining the truth around..well done....
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"Love boundless
spans the universe
and is contained
in a heart."
Love it! This is beautiful! Good luck in the contest!
Like you need it...tsss
Profound grace!
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Love can be grasped ...
it was done so in the past and you did it well, too. Often people declare they "do not understand" love ... Yet, love simply makes itself known in exactly the selfless way that you so perfectly expressed in this poem.
Well done, Garrison.
Love
Myra
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Definitive............period
Another 'anthem' for your work. It's amazing, and I might add that I love the freedom you take with this form.
It's not easy, but it gets easier, doesn't it, as you and I are truly rhyme fools at heart...lol.
for the gift that
comes of loving
is greater than that
"of being loved
and in loving
we always become
more than we are."<-- my mouth drops from this profound philosophy.
Quite a finish.........polish! Loved it.
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"Love boundless
spans the universe
and is contained
in a heart."
beautiful...
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