a thing called love (not really a poem), by lost the lonely dead Subscribe to rss feed for lost the lonely dead

(this one thing is most understood i think, its so
unfathomable how could it be true? it is, i forget it
sometimes deny it but that doesnt make it false)

picking up a book run a hand over the cover
silence
tilt the book at an angle and blow off the dust
more silence sitting down stares at the book
leafing slowly through the pages watching them fall
some clumped together some more loose a few even torn
silence
interupted only with the sound of thoughts scurrying through
my head
"...i know what love is.."
"...love doesnt exist..."
'what is love?' the question thuds down loudly between my
ears much like the book now on the floor
a long slow moment of pure silence
i think i can hear myself blink
pick up the book and open it again
how many times have i done this?
ive come to the conclusion love does exist
but it cant be humanly possible...for a person to love
another, or can it?
without coming to a conclusion i quickly flip to a
remembered page, a favorite, a life lesson ill never forget
"for i am convinced that neither death nor life, nor angels
nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any
powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all
creation, will be able to seperate us from the love of God
that is in Christ Jesus our Lord."
if you were to ask me what love is....i would have to
conclude that this is love, nothing can keep Gods love at
bay no pain no sorrow he gave his son to live a blameless
life to then take all our sin and die and was then the
conqueror of death of sin when he arose from the grave three
days later... because i hold the spirits power within my
heart i can say i love and know love but only when i do it
through Christ....it seems that all other loves fail or grow
old, stagnat, or unsatisfying....if you want real love look
up, it isnt easy it may not make sense but its truth is more
real then you are

(romans 8:38-39 a verse i remember every time i dont need
it, go figure)
Posted: 2006-05-15 18:50:09 UTC

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2006-06-07 03:03:25Faith
Beautiful...

2006-06-07 16:51:07lost the lonely dead
aw well thanks

2006-11-17 01:48:30Loneliness is condescending
i am me... and you know my stance on love ... as most do

2006-11-24 05:40:40lost the lonely dead
yes and how's that working for you now *smirking and coughs* tra *cough* vis *cough*