by Steve Marshall

Created on: May 19, 2009

Love gathers at the feet of us all as it calls out quietly our name.
We look and ask. What is love doing there so oddly, so lame?
Love looks up with soft eyes of only love pleading so sadly now.
Shedding a tear love says, "I'm always just as near, as you allow."

You tread on love as much as you don't love yourself until told.
You move into love when love moves in you to be you.
Create a path for love with your feet of gold so boldly rolled.
Love those you meet. Greet all not so silently, still only so cold.

Love is a measure of soul climbing love's ladder to God.
Do you love from above, or from below all just to show?
Glow with real love, not still holding lost love in its pain.
Flow by allowing love to take hold & hold on to your gain.

God's heart is pained in remembrance of you once loving.
Sadly pain creates a stain of itself to remain in your brain.
Pain's pain defies gain in all, but love still deep in your heart.
Love is the fullness of creation living in you as your part.

Love is not just a sad memory of itself gone stonily too cold.
Love is not just holding pain to train yourself in hurting.
Love is not ever a creation of anything, but love converting.
Love is love is love. Love is simply folding into itself as you.

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