Monday, 17 November 2014

When love finds the self....


Confusion abounds in the life of the soul
When love draws near, scattering the whole
Life as its known, goes on a twist
Impressions galore, fleeting as the mist.

Losing oneself, yet finding the self
Hidden in depths, treasures in myself
Leaning on someone, now here then gone
Mist over the moor, a long drawn moan.



Where the self, where is it gone?
Lost in the love of someone bygone
Searching for self in another day's morn
Yet the mirror reflects the eye of the storm.

At home in the present, love comes to abide
Chaotic yet peaceful, a nugget to hide.
Blooming like a Lily, pure as the light
Arising from shadows, Phoenix in the night.

When love finds its soul, stilling the quest
It blooms from within, encompassing the nest
A nugget to treasure, from within not without
Radiating kindness, compassion, nothing to withhold.

- Ann Joseph

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