Your Love Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

Your love falls like honey
over the land's harmony
it never suffocates
or dissipiates

palpable everywhere
never visible

you are always at the background
but jumps to help if necessary

because we invite you in our silent hour
we do our utmost best
but we oft failed

you pampered us
each time anew
to adore you
worship you
in each dew
this is as old as Methusalew

Your love falls like honey
over the land's harmony
it never suffocates
or dissipiates
palpable everywhere

yes! sweetest touch of honey
nowhere to find
only in your basket full of devotion
in our silent hour's meditation