Somewhere in the mist of morning,
Arrive!
You, the one who feels like love.
May every moment feel like you!
I give up efforts of trying,
Instead I write soothing poetry of love.
Not enough is written of love,
Not enough is sung of love.
Love is my emotion
Love is my voice
Love is my verse
Love is my prayer
Love is my redemption
Love is my manner
Love is my destiny
Love is my adventure
Love is my home.
Love is my food
Love is my money
Love is my fun
Love is my rest
Love is my sadness
Love is my eagerness.
Eternally here, all-pervasive
Keeping on coming
More.
Don’t believe what scientists tell you
Your bones are made of particles of love.
Don’t lend an ear to nearsighted speculations,
A miraculous fluid flows through your veins.
Close your eyes and shut down your brain,
Feel Intelligence of love rising from your heart
Glow.
Keep silent. Go for a walk
On your own.
Love’s a trusted companion.
Marvel at blueness of the sky,
At songs of birds,
At baby eyes.
Return home and find it
Filled.
Sit on the porch and watch
Dawn of light, love’s depart.
Save the night for contemplation
On love’s mystery.
©️A. Garden, May 4th 2018
Theo and Mira 