...The Center... Poem by aida melesse

The center
that holds this life
is love.
Under the gravity of discontent
the center
that balances it
is only love.
The load we carry
The only burden that weighs
Is love.
How can we refute the dreams?
Its visits at nights?
The thoughts it brings
When we close our eyes?
Its touches
Its stories
Its whispers..
How can we deny its pleasures?
The burning desires?
The joy the heart feels
When it hears of it?
The center of it all
The center
is love
Only love
nothing else.
The rest in its arms
Only in love
In love and nothing else
It comes.
Must give it all
Without holding
Not expecting to get it back
knowing still the balance comes
The center remains.
*** LOVE ***
Only love nothing else survives.