Love can hurt, love can haunt, and love can be extremely cruel
Love can make us convert, make us want, and make us try
To live by the golden rule
Love is not learned in our schools, nor is it required
By our laws
We are born with this precious gift - woven into all of
Our natural flaws
Of all the mysteries, we have yet to unfold in our journey
Through this world
Love is the most complex and misunderstood and has
Yet to be unfurled
Love can in fact lead us on the path to hate and war
When love is used selfishly - and not to be given freely
Anymore
Love can save us, or love can destroy us, - but it will always
Be with us
Therefore, as we confront either - our friend or foe, love is indeed
The only true force we can trust
What sets us apart from all of God’s creation
Is our immense and boundless imagination
Without love nothing could survive, it is the seed of all of
Creation
The obligation of every generation, is to uncover a true
Explanation
8/24/07
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An excellent title and the content of your poem does not disappoint. Fine work indeed, Dave. Take care. Warm regards, Sandra