Can'T One Care Poem by Henrik Berg

Can't one care for something,
That carries not the will to be cared
For. What law prevents a feeling
To be felt, if it once dared

To flourish and to grow
And inspire as a muse of art.
Don't stop it. No, let it flow -
Even after your words make us part.

For emotion does not change as lightly
As winds do when a victor's been crowned.
For it readies a nest in your mind. Contently
may wait so long to be made renowned.

And once a feeling, in heart or mind,
Takes root; No gardener and no earthly tool
Can from its nourishing foundation it grind.
-You surrender, for you are its fool.

Aimlessly staring at the ceeling,
Thinking of the way you moved.
For what law can prevent a feeling,
To be felt, if it once loved.