Though I love you, I am not blind
To your faults, but I let them pass,
I find contentment in your garden,
Though a few weeds grow among the grass
I was not blind when the blight came
To our orchard, rotting the fruits,
Now the trees grow stronger than ever,
For deep and unblemished are the roots
In the deep caverns of the heart
There are corners untouched by light,
Sometimes we wander there, as if blind,
But then love comes to restore our sight
Love is not blind, how well I see
The beauty of your heart and soul,
With one eye open, or both eyes closed,
Bells declaring the truth will still toll
Love is too precious to analyze,
When we find love, let us give praise
And close our eyes to our loved one's faults,
Judging not their flaws in measured ways
Though we know that love is not blind,
Sometimes it has to make a choice
To close its eyes and bravely march on,
While listening to a wiser voice
Though love is not blind it can often turn a blind eye to the infrequent indiscretion. The flaws spoken of in this poem could be more harmful than the odd indiscretion. Love can be defined in many ways including an unconditional selflessness. 'Deep and unblemished are the roots' would suggest that though the initial 'fruits' are dead there are others to consider, and that's where choice comes into the equation. A clever piece of writing, Lora.
You know that you love truly I think Lora when the loved ones faults no longer feel like faults at all and instead become Features! : -) Reminds me a little of the Beatles song Let It Be. And I certainly agree that friendship is always a beautiful thing. Write on dear poet and friend!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
not my favorite. last stanza perhaps is good advice. but love is not 20/20 and can not be sure of what lies ahead. that's why there are divorce lawyers and coroners. bri :) i have married four times and feel that my first three marriages may have (probably would have) ended sooner if i had chosen to just live together without marriage. well, you know what i mean? counting to ten may work sometimes. counting to 100 may be necessary, but who's got time to count to 10,000? ? bri :)