love is so hard beyond not easy
which makes its reward so great
it never flows like a river rush
or climbs above winds like a wing
singing through cotton clouds
or rising through a gentle mist
forgetting what sadness brings
yet we crave it, need it,
can’t live without it
reap it, seep it, bleed it
try hard to sometimes sow it
but rarely realize it’s worth
its path is troubled and sideways
stumbling over boulders and
slipping across moss and mud
wandering through wild flowers
and skating across a frozen pond
yet no matter the crazy path it takes
winding through life in gaping wonder
love is really all there is to behold
to fill our hearts with splendor
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