Best is to Come
A poem by Paul Sebastian
My love is devotedly constant
Unwavering, it is truly faithful
My expressions are consistent
My love cup is overflowing, full
I choose to trust, everyday
I have no life games to play
I volunteer to reveal my real me
Being real, I set myself free
But
Love blooms not in bed of distrust
Unpredictable as weather forecast
Love-ship is bound to ship wreck
Why board when the end is stacked?
Reality starkly faces you
Love staged, it is not true
Leaf in a quiet river will show
Direction of the river's flow
Where it is bound, now you know
Summon your courage to let it go
Tomorrow is for a better day
Best is to come, so make way
6.4.2017
Copyright Paul Sebastian 2017 All Rights Reserved
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