The Way To Find Love Poem by Peter Salgado

The way to find love is to be lost
Nor Sight, nor touch could be sought
A feeling in which one can be
Felt within the heart of me
Full of thoughts, questions and so
On how this feeling came to go
To when it leaves, leaves an empty space
In which lust nor hate can’t ever replace
A feeling lost within thy will
Can’t make it come, can’t make it still
It has a feeling of its own
To which it comes and it goes
No one can catch it, see it where it goes
Only feel the sadden flow
To seek love is to seek gods holy plain
No thought, no action, all insane
To find love is not ours to tell
But to be lost like a coin in a well
For it would seek out our hand
Only then can you understand
The true way to love is to be lost
Nor sight, nor touch can be sought.