Reality Check

Love is the only reality that is real.
Like nothing else she is able to
transcend everything and shape love itself.
For she is everything and whithout her
nothing would exist.
Sometimes great but often smal,
she remains herself forever and ever.

by Ruerd Visser

Comments (5)

He gives us his joy, That our grief He may destroy: Till our grief is fade and gone He doth sit by us and moan. Great and meaningful message. Thanks for sharing.
....wonderful thoughts on others sorrow ★
I have a vision to write like this, only if god would bless me enough
This poem is pretty awesome. I like Blake's style. The way he talks about sympathy and empathy is really well done.
Beautiful Poem! This poem embraced my heart the moment I read the first line. Great write but I do not agree with the last line, other than that Mr Blake has done a fabulous job!