VALENTINE'S DAY, 2015
































Tell me about the stars,” she said.
“Their shimmering sparkling
Scream shining.  Only remnants?
How can that be?” she asked.

“What perhaps is,” I said
“Or perhaps what once was,
Screams, as you say, across the universe,
Finding its way to a minute opening
In both time and space,
Into the inner circle of your vision
And beyond, where
By the time you cherish the star,
It may be alive in the heavens or maybe not.


“So stars are different from love,” she said.
“For love may at times
Scream across the great expanse,
The universe of you and me, 
But unlike the stars,
The love we see,
The love we cherish,
The love that plays rhythms,
Rhythms on our hearts
Is always there.
Love leaves no remnants,
No light years to calculate,
No years at all.
Like you and me,
Love just is.
Yes, we
Just are –
Love.







































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