Desire
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DescriptionA poem of love lessons.
MessagePart of the Love Display collection.
ImageMonomoy Writes
"What is love?"
The man cried outBut there was no one to respond,Other than the rain. He kneeled on the ground, Staring up at the moon.As its tears fell upon his face,The rain soothed his mourningBut couldn’t give a single answer. Love is complex,The rain explained,I cannot give you a definition for something so intricate.
“So then why must it be so complex? Why must it be so hard to understand?”
The man proddedBut the only one to respondWas the moon.It watched as he begged the worldFor some kind of answer. The moon felt pity for the man, And tried to console him.Don’t worry, child,The moon eased, Love takes pity on no one.
“So how do I love without this pain? Is it possible?”
The man questionedAnd the one to respondWas the earth. Every singing bird, warm breeze, and skipping stoneKnew exactly what the man needed
To please his woe. The earth responded to his criesWith the sweet soundOf love.Love is desire, which is something that few can please, The earth reassured, But desire leads you to where you need to be. So follow love, and life will be kind to you.
The man cried outBut there was no one to respond,Other than the rain. He kneeled on the ground, Staring up at the moon.As its tears fell upon his face,The rain soothed his mourningBut couldn’t give a single answer. Love is complex,The rain explained,I cannot give you a definition for something so intricate.
“So then why must it be so complex? Why must it be so hard to understand?”
The man proddedBut the only one to respondWas the moon.It watched as he begged the worldFor some kind of answer. The moon felt pity for the man, And tried to console him.Don’t worry, child,The moon eased, Love takes pity on no one.
“So how do I love without this pain? Is it possible?”
The man questionedAnd the one to respondWas the earth. Every singing bird, warm breeze, and skipping stoneKnew exactly what the man needed
To please his woe. The earth responded to his criesWith the sweet soundOf love.Love is desire, which is something that few can please, The earth reassured, But desire leads you to where you need to be. So follow love, and life will be kind to you.
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