Love Is

This week Poets And Storytellers United wants us, member poets, to write poems including fourteen words that describe love.

Love is a very big word. Every human relationship is bound by love in some form or the other. We are in love with Nature. We are in love with our fellow creatures. Well, most of us. We are in love with our parents, siblings, near and dear ones, our pets and friends. We are also in love with ourselves.

Is self love being selfish? If we do not love ourselves how can we love others ? Isn’t it being in love that we come to love the whole creation?  Love is indeed a miracle which elevates us. Evolves us. It’s magic.

Our involvement with everyday activities is also an expression of love. We love our job. We love community work. We love to give back to society. We love leisure. We love art, culture, music , literature and every other aspect of life which makes us sublime. Sometimes, most unfortunately though, we also love what is not to be loved. We love to hate. We love to bicker. We love to battle for a piece of land, power, wealth, vengeance.

In contrast, we love to pray. We love to communicate with a higher power. We love to surrender. There are truly various facets of love.

But can love be defined in a sentence or in a few words? I guess it is difficult. Love engulfs our entire existence. How can we limit it in words?

My response to the prompt therfore is :

I asked her what love is

She said it’s not to be defined 

Something pure and refined

That makes you grow

And lets you know

You are too small to be petty

I said that’s quite pretty 

But I thought what you felt inside

Sometimes stormy sometimes calm

It’s like holding the world in your palm

Like a song mellowed with age

Like spreading your wings uncaged

Like cradling the sky in your arms

She laughed out wild , So I discern

It beats within you in your heart

The flutter of a flitting butterfly 

But I am talking of love , my dear

Folded in the blanket of snow

Scorched under the blaze of sun

Blossoming in verdant spring

Frosting in white winter’s chill

Warring against conquests futile 

Embracing all without a guile

A love that lets you throw

Away that is worldly and low

Endure the bitterest of blows

Of life with the serenest smile

And let’s you diffuse your big I

In the isness of your nomadic soul

That is love which you not know

But is revealed in your deepest core

The link to the page is also given below :

https://mindspeak-vanderloost.blogspot.com/2025/09/love-is.html?m=1