Love is a Tree


Love is a Tree

By Tony DeLorger © 2011

Tender moments of love past, resound in memory,

imbue my heart with gladness, then loss.

It is the experience I miss most,

the rapture of being loved completely, solely.

There can be no experience that steals the heart,

captures a soul with such intensity and abandon.

Yet the illusion of forever is enticing,

all encompassing in its blatant lie.

Eventually we lay prostrate, confused and spent,

the victim of our own naivety.

Love means more than the swirling pool of lust,

more than the hazed expectation of fairytales.

True love is as enduring as the mind that perceives it,

an infinite life of the spark of creation.

Love itself can remain when minds and bodies refuse,

for it is its own reward for having felt it.

Souls move on, sometimes with us, sometimes without,

but love endures all that physical life can commit.

It lives beyond life, its capacity endless,

its gentle kiss the purveyor of all that is worthwhile.

Past, present and future, love is the tree trunk,

from which all life springs, like branches,

reaching out into the universe,

its touch the greatest blessing of life.

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Tony DeLorger 5 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Thanks you your kind words QudsiaP1. Glad you connected.

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QudsiaP1 5 years ago

I do not think any one could have said this better even if they tried. This is exquisite, Tony.

I think one of your best.

I like it very much.

You say it all and more.

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