What is Love?
What is Love?
Eternal streams
The raindrop says:
Though it is impossible
I wish to understand the whole
Of which I am a part
Living in this eternal stream
Is intolerable!
How many times must I be created
In Her image?
My journey has no beginning
And no end
The path of love
A thousand purposes are mine!
A thousand images of One!
Such energy has only movement about it
A rushing blood stream
When everything else is perfectly still
In the meantime
Only the heart can see her
Only the heart can hear her
Only the heart knows she is there
At all.