then likely to reach a conclusion?
we accept the most basic defeat?
sweeping statements and primeval landscapes
for the strangeness, the passionate nature
and challenging glorious bliss?
life become simpler in subtle tranquillity?
achieve such miraculous feats:
insight in marvels beyond our reach?
love that easy on those individuals,
worship or value one person for life?
change when old fancies grow tired
must we regard this as failure or sin?
is the fountain of deepest emotion
the minds but compelling the hearts
questions oblique fascination
passions and prudence traverse a blank sheet.
of all is the blissful oblivion
enters the heart falling deeply in heat
prepares us for greatness so forceful
all painful facts fade away in the mist.
joy precedes and prevails,
mischief or trouble, to light our days.
harmony enters with wisdom
the battle, that unhurried yearning
concedes to renounce or surrender
when stakes reach their consequent brink.
and gallantry ever abound
heart and perception set forth hand in hand.
will certainly always remain
ardour, endurance complete our aim.
as true this one point is compelling:
greatest of passions convey one real worth
grants all to the bravest of humans
Who dare to commit to the wonder of love
From Aspects of Love
Not long ago, Tim Taylor featured this poem on his blog. I want to thank him — and share the poem here
© HM Holten, 2014 (2019)