Tuesday, September 4, 2012

True love

Time stops in its tracks,
unwilling to tick ahead.
The cloud gathers all its lost friends,
unwilling to bring the rain to an end.

My heart, generous, beats a tad faster,
unwilling to let me be the master.
The power of love that is honest and unconditional,
knows no conventions, no rules, no parallel.


1 comment:

Beyond said...

love and its existence.. nice write up