Where Love Goes



See these lines
carved into this face
mapping the age 
of our beginnings
and the end?

A history
of joy and unhappiness

shifting forms,

everlasting meteors
deep inside
these dusty pores,
In the journey of love

Finding strength
of discovery

connecting again
ions eons ago,
time wearing thin
for paradigm shifting

will it ignite again?

No more difficult than
at the start,
a big explosion
of art painted

on brilliant canvas

love treasured for the ages

then lost to the dust

So what’s
the use
when time,
and time again,
love is drawn
into a black hole?

Only Yahweh 
knows where love goes

and matures into eternity



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