Love Is....

An outstretched arm,
An open door,
A welcome smile,
A feeling that grows.
With the passage of time
It does not fade,
It's an endless road,
A commitment made,
Of your whole self - mind, body and soul
It brings with it joys untold
And those who are engulfed in its fold,
Each other's hand they forever hold.
Then come sunshine or rain,
May tomorrow bring pleasure or pain,
They continue their journey side by side,
And clear their path by compromise
This is love, mature and not 'blind'
A divine feeling, God's greatest gift to mankind.

by Geeta Pupala

Comments (4)

A sublime start with a nice poem, Geeta P. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
beautifully described......the subtlety is marvellous....
Beautiful poem...I hope you'll write more of your thoughts. I love it.
Love is... is a lovely poem, it celebrates different facets of this feeling, , so much is said and so much is written on ths emotion, yet it remains one of the most elusive and tangible emotion, , thanx