Every Love...... Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Every love begins in infinity
Thru everything alive and then going
Wings of its stillness before again free
Mind of its own ahead of its knowing

Every love is a key in future’s hand
A muddled fate on the wings of its silence
Road to its trust and what it will command
A passion two sided in profundity trance

Like a single dropp that fall to revive being
Each of its own by the sky of thousand lips
All its destiny and character freeing
Lucid or heavy that through the open slips

Beginning and going through the fields of earth
Giving its kisses on casement of birth