I don’t think anything can calm me as much as writing does. Be it a blog post, poem or even a post-it reminder – I love to see my thoughts on paper. With that said, feel free to share your thoughts on this poem I just wrote (which is why it is yet to be titled hence the title of this post) and the pic below which was taken from a suite in a lovely hotel called The Crane in the south of Barbados.
You know that feeling deep down inside,
A numbing pain you cannot hide.
A hurt so great you cannot think,
Speechless and unmoved with every blink.
The love is thick.
The love is pure.
The love remains even when sore.
The love heals while it mends,
It’s the only cure on which one can depend.
The love hurts sometimes right to the core,
The love forgives and comes back for more.
Say what you will it won’t count
The love endures for those who have no doubts.
Let go of the pain and let love in,
Share, but the love is more about giving.
It is for those who have no boundaries,
Or set limitations on it’s varying degrees.
It is blind and leads with faith
It waits for all to find the way.