Mystery of Love

Mystery of Love

Mystery of Love

Written: © Maxima

When outside light arrived at the bridge
Fireflies did not follow my journey.
Distance of only gray
I saw the fog

In the port, as
The last ship arrived.
What does the sun’s green grass,
It’s dear to me,

Mean to you?
Birds soared, on the
Threshold with morning
And with it came my dream.

You were the pride
You were my heart.
Now, the secreted secret within it ripens…
Why I stay true to my dream, and
From leaving loving you.

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7 thoughts on “Mystery of Love

  1. orpheusword April 9, 2013 at 22:54 Reply

    Lovely poem, and true to the heart!

  2. carolynpageabc April 9, 2013 at 20:48 Reply

    “Now, the secreted secret within it ripens…”
    What a lovely line, Stefan. It makes me smile… 🙂

  3. isis April 9, 2013 at 13:57 Reply

    Beautiful words, they warm the heart.
    Greetings
    Isis

  4. words4jp April 9, 2013 at 13:26 Reply

    very lovely and so very true.

  5. Carolyn Hughes April 9, 2013 at 13:09 Reply

    Beautifully evocative words Stefan. Thank you 🙂

  6. lgyslaine April 9, 2013 at 12:41 Reply

    beautiful Stefan 🙂

  7. adinparadise April 9, 2013 at 10:15 Reply

    It’s so true, Stefan. Love is mystery indeed, but a magical one. Beautiful poem.

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