Wisdom Of Love.
True love will not easily split into parts.
by Fay Slimm
To represent truth, love is wholehearted.
Can a droplet be mistaken for a sea,
Or a whisper of sound for a symphony?
Flakes of devotion, like snowflakes, will melt
In life's heat, security then is never felt.
Love is complete, so it's parts make a shell
Which cannot be broken, as time will tell.
To love only in part is not love's proof.
To say we loved once is denying the truth.
The sum of whole love is greater by far,
To describe it, than the sum of it's parts.
To say we loved once is not seeing love right
True love cannot die, therefore love outlasts life.
Love stands alone with it's clear clarion call.
We who say we loved once never loved at all.