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…i am in love….
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…with the concept of love,
the abstraction of love,
the essence of love,
and the formlessness of love.
i love no person or thing,
but feel love’s surges within,
which makes me love all,
persons, things et.al.
love transcends in stages,
in particular to none to all,
i see my reflection in all,
and all reflected within me.
at times its scary,
to see the scars of humanity,
in the tryst between love and scars,
i hope love will finally prevail.
Interesting view
Maybe the poem needs refining but that might just be my reading
May I suggest as the final line – I hope love above all soars?
Fergus
Thank you, Gion…missed reading your comments earlier. I believe a poem just the capturing of the feelings at a particular consciousness-space-time and is not akin to word-smithery. If a poem is not liked by someone, the limitation of the poem is due to it failing to first capture and then evoke a universal experience.