What Are You, Love?

27 Jan


“What are you, Love?” I asked.
“Are you the force and heat of a volcano?
A rock foundation we can stand on?
The need that drives us to heroism?
The blood dripping nails of sacrifice?
The shackles that bind us to one another?
The courage to move mountains?
Are you all things, giant and grand?”

“Yes,” Love replied,
“I am many things like that,
Things that can’t be controlled,
Things that can’t be reigned in.
But, I am not always so giant and grand…
I am the teardrop that shatters your preconceived notions.
I am the petal that falls through the breeze.
I am a butterfly that flits along for only a moment…
They can’t be controlled either,
For if you close your fist on them,
They will be crushed.”


Posted by on 27 January 2017 in FiveMinuteFridays, Poetry


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5 responses to “What Are You, Love?

  1. Annette Tinholt Vellenga

    27 January 2017 at 11:23 am

    oh my… that was unexpected. I find myself thinking hard….hmm… I like it. 🙂


  2. MaryHill

    27 January 2017 at 11:27 am

    Really beautiful and so touching. I enjoyed this so much. 🙂


  3. Andrew Budek-Schmeisser

    27 January 2017 at 1:15 pm

    This is so lovely. And yes, you grasp too hard…and you crush the beauty an the love.

    #1 at FMF this week.


  4. jenniferkcook

    27 January 2017 at 5:40 pm

    What an amazing poem. Thank you. Jenn FMF #23


  5. Kimberly

    30 January 2017 at 4:42 am

    Nicely written. Lovely words. Thank you.

    Mine is here:



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