No love is lost,
no matter where it falls:
even after those who gave are gone -
still it calls.
Cutting through the conflagration
love alone still lives;
No love is lost
for God is love
and all the Glory - His.
"Taste and see that the LORD is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in him." Psalm 34:8 My poetry on this site is personally honest - but hopefully its heart is that of Him. The poems are labeled with the four season names - summer, spring, fall, winter, in keeping with the emotion - you may wish to only visit the expression you feel you want at this time. May these writings support you on your journey. Blessings as you read....