If Love Poem by D A Phinney

If love were only passing phase
(Like phases of the Moon)
Fullness would be in the full
And hope would be in new
Something in reflection then
The promise of a star
Which drops behind the turning Earth
To rise again afar
Shadows in the mind and sky
Cast only by love's fire
Spark the strive to love again
And light the midnight spire
Driftwood burning green and blue
Cremation of the shell
Aeons old, love me love you
The pool becomes a well
Moon becomes the tide and so
The tide becomes the Moon
Fullness is the trust of light
And hope is I love you