Where it leads
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Where it leads
Love has a power I don’t fully understand;
the experience of being seen
yet still embraced
probes deep into the soul,
in an instant much can be swiped clean
if only it can be accepted.
Why is this so?
Does human love point to something else;
is it a sign along the way
or simply a dead end?
I don’t know at times
yet I experience its power…….
though rare
true love is extraordinary,
its power should not be underestimated
or ignored.
Our songs deal with it,
literature swims and at times drowns
in its depth,
our poetry, prose and stories
are drenched in its influence on our lives.
Our longing for love so deep
it is experienced as a thirst almost infinite,
what is calling us,
is anything?
Each must decide to what love points to,
what it means,
where it leads.