A poem about prophetic love
|Love is Prophetic
Love is a prophecy hidden deep within desire,
Men suppress its potential and ignore the late hour,
Its moving earth below and heaven up higher,
Yet men sleep in laziness ignoring its power.
Even in the absence of experience.
Love is something universally craved,
Its excellence seen in poetic verse and a child's face.
It will certainly prevail, because our longing tells forth,
Like the scent of fresh cut flowers,
Makes us look for the source.
Love is the messenger that all is not lost,
Where the present condition seems so doubtful and false.
The promise holds true for those who faithfully abide,
And cling to the One who was abused and denied.