Love Finds its Way

We think we fall out

Or we may think it runs dry

Love buries itself

Deep inside tiny pockets

Where it nestles safely in

 

We attempt to push

Love away from its abode

In an endeavor

To protect ourselves from pain

Only to stand in darkness

 

We plug up the dam

By blocking that tiny hole

Yet love finds its way

Via a wave of fervor

To drown us in its ocean

 

We swim against them

As the waves bathe us in light

Why aren’t we floating

As they wash away our pain

Infusing us with splendor

 

©Kay Salady

 

 

 

Image Credit:   http://here.org/resident-artists/photo/floating-point-waves/

*It’s so amazing that I found these photographs to go with my poetry after I’d written it. I am so blessed to find wonderful visuals that always seem to fit just right. I am very appreciative of the artist who took these incredible photographs! I just can’t get over how well they worked with what I’d written.

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About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on April 6, 2012, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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