The Wealth of Love

We are born of love, love is our mother

~ Rumi

The wealth of love is eternal

No force can away it snatch

An emotion so primal

None other can it match

Available in abundance

Yet so hard for us to find

Forgotten its existence

Lost in vestiges of mankind

The human race must transform

All acts with kndness must it do

Seems harder than the fiercest storm

Is to let the love shine through

Do we even comprehend

What love truly means

It's a divine gift He blessed

With no expectation no fees

Its value so priceless

No gem can hold its light

Yet for it we are careless

And against it often fight

Crossed over then we see its worth

For love is only bliss

Such a wasted time this birth

Love was all that is

The wealth of love is eternal

No force can away it snatch

An emotion so primal

None other can it match

~x~

Written for:
Midweek Motif at Poet's United prompt "Wealth"
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A Flower Was Offered To Me

This poem is written from the viewpoint of the Goddess who has received an offering from a young child, a flower placed at the feet of Her idol in the temple. 

A flower was offered to me

With folded hands she stood there

A little child but barely three

Eyes shut in sincere prayer

She spoke such simple words

Her heart so full of faith

The plea in love I heard

To change someone's fate

Though destiny has a different path

How could I break her soul

Compassion filled my heavy heart

While the young one did extol

What is inevitably written 

Even Goddess cannot change

But perhaps grant a short reprieve 

Within Divinity's allowed range

I took the flower in my hands

And blessings did bestow

I broke those firm destiny bands

And altered that life's flow.

~x~

I believe that what is destined is inevitable, but I also hope that God and Goddess can grant us a reprieve, a slight change in our path if we ask with sincerity, with no agenda, with love and faith and with the innocence of a child.

Written for:
Poet's United Midweek Motif Sumana's prompt "A flower was offered to me". I missed the linkup but loved the prompt so wrote on it anyway.

Linking to:
Poetry Pantry




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Joy

I searched for joy in places near and far

I left no stone unturned

But joy it ran like a speeding car

And all my efforts spurned

I thought I'd find it in my things

In exciting adventures

In all the things that shine and bling

In fortune fame and treasure

Perhaps I'd trap it in a Winter drift 

Or in February, May or September

Maybe it will be a gift

I get in a day in October

The more I tried, the more I failed

For joy could not be caught

I shouted loud and cajoled and hailed

Seemed like with me it fought

One day I left that battle field

And blended in with nature

With no expectation of any yield

Or fear of any failure

And then I sensed it all around

Joy always exists

It's not a thing that can be found

Within you it just is.

Linking to:
Poet's United Midweek Motif - Joy
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