Love Poem by Gil Gregorio

Love is one of the of the wonderful
Ingredients of life:
The color is the whole world.

It is something we held deep
Preciously treasured like crystal.
It is never ending nor had beginning;
It is like the Divine, so true
So Enduring…

Love is one of the designed
Ingredients of life:
The stroke is the whole world.

It is something we held deep
Preciously treasured like gold.
It is never rough nor had refining;
It is like the Pure Water, so clear
So alluring…

Love is one of the sweetest
Afflictions of life:
The malady is the whole world.

It is something we held deep
Preciously treasured like silver.
It is never darkened nor shining;
It is like the breath of earth, so stormy
Sometimes so calm…

Love is one of the splendored
Devotions of life:
The consequence is the whole world.

It is something we held deep
Preciously anchored like abyss.
It is never measured nor infinite;
It is like the morphic cocoon, so unpredictable
So unpretensious.

Love is never understood
By perfection of the will:
The bits of it is You.