How Must I Love
Show me how it is to love,
When trust lives and breathes,
Beyond games of the mind,
Could you portray,
The parallels of life and soul?
And still, feel the human warmth.
Can love be a true reflection of self,
Or is it just an escapade
Of irrational hopes and dreams.
I know too well,
That love is loss and grief,
And sometimes brings a tide
That drowns your thoughts,
With feeble clarity.
I want to know what love can do,
When it dances with the truth,
And commands a thousand skies,
To declare the peaceful tides.
Show me what it is to love,
When all you carry,
Are the beating drums
Of an honest heart,
And the marching waves
Of a brand new day.