Siblings

Siblings
always in your hair
never even care
Siblings
always getting their way
never let you have a good day
Siblings
secrets the can never keep
because on them, at night you never sleep
Siblings
yelling, kicking, pushing, biting
never can go a day without fighting
Siblings
but day by day and through it all
you will always love them from sunrise to sunfall!

by Steph Mackedanz

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Simply mind blowing poem. Much like how Tamil Nainars [ Shiva sect] and Azhwar Poets [ Vaishnava sect] perceived God is in similar imagery. Fantastic. salam salam to the Great Poet laureate. Thanks.
The only cure for the patient of love is the sight of his beloved - other than this no medicine does he need.... //.... This is the essence of Sufi doctrine. Amazingly expressed.
A worshiper of love! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
If there is love, then you need nothing more in life. Leave from my bedside, you ignorant physician! The only cure for the patient of love is the sight of his beloved. Most wonderfully proclaimed.
depending on what the author meant by love, i might wholeheartedly agree with him. the tenach and new testament proclaim that love is first, and religion or creeds without it vain. in love is clarity and wholeness. one of the plainest statements about the divine is in 1 john—G-d is love. -GK
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