Eastern Sunlight Poem by Mark Heathcote

All love is a liquid it surrounds you
amber as pure eastern sunlight
all love is a guide if you listen
inside you; there is a dove
her wings are preened-moonlight
all love is a liquid it surrounds you
just as each wave touches two shores
it forever washes around you
for you to swim home
you must first-cling to the ledge
that prevents you from falling,
for all love is trusting
all love is a cycle in the wind
derived from the east
it turns west till all four points
are watered and blessed
all love is volcanic if you believe
in a core that has a passion
to burn in every-star
all love is a heart of compassion.