Linking with the Sunday Muse for Muse # 129
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Love must be as much a light as a flame. ~Henry David
Thoreau
When love is lost it searches the night like a lit lantern
and moonlight
Reaching blindly with hands wide open
Touching everything in sight
Treading to the farthest point
Beyond all the places it has ever been
It lets all who cross its path know
I am here
Do not close your eyes
I am here
Open your heart.
This was well written. ;) The light of love Carrie. Yes, open your heart. We all seek it, we don’t all find it. I am convinced DT Pimpkinhead has never known real love. To me that is the only explanation for him.
ReplyDeleteI knew I would find something lovely and eloquent here --- and so I did. Your way with words never ceases to impress me.
ReplyDelete"Do not close your eyes / I am here / Open your heart." -- Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteCarrie, I have learned from the poetry you share that love surrounds you. Yes, I am going to give it the old college try.
ReplyDelete"I am here. Open your heart." I love this!
ReplyDeleteLovely. This feels like a psalm.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, resonant ending. When love is lost, it has not disappeared, even if we can't see it where we wish it to be. A wise and lyrical poem, Carrie.
ReplyDeleteEver hopeful, and what is living, without hope?
ReplyDeleteI am here, open your heart - I hear this as a plea for love's return
ReplyDeleteLove lost is hard to find, you'll need a strong light.
ReplyDeleteNice read Carrie, very clever theme and conclusion.
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Indeed i luv the unrelenting presence of the light in your poem
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by my sumie Sunday today
Much💛love
Love is always there waiting for us to find it. Love that thought. Beautiful poem
ReplyDeleteHad me at the first line, Carrie.
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