Love Storm
Love has no precursor, it breaks as
a violent storm.
It comes, it goes, it ever flows without
a single warn.
It can fall as hard as hail, or rise
as silent as the sun.
As tides flow love seems to know just
how to lead you on.
You follow it without a doubt, all
senses had are lost.
You don't feel the rain, see the clouds,
or notice any frost.
For love is ever changing, it breaks
all rational.
It's unpredictable. It can strike as
fast as lightening, leaving trees to fall.
Love can take you anywhere,or leave
you in the cold.
It can make you shiver, burst into
tears, or feel twice your hold.
Its power is unthinkable. Its vastness
immeasurable as the sky.
It makes your moods, hardens or warms
your heart, the ultimate sublime.
Love is so many things. It's as constant
as the sun
and although sometimes it hides, love
is never gone.
As seasons change love takes its shapes
in reality or in dreams.
It commands our lives and rules the
world, and as silly as it seems
we really live only to love in all
its many forms.
For with all its violence, rage, and
pain, love is the shelter from all storms.
Written 6/86
Copyright 1986 RFA
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