How Do We Love ?
How does one think the embrace of love;
how does it enter the realm of the mind;
does it come from thoughts, above;
is it only by emotions, defined?
What form of beauty enters each eye;
and messages deep within the brain;
what form of energy, leads me to cry;
well beyond what my soul can restrain?
How many souls are a perfect love mate;
is there some endless supply?
To how many others can we each relate;
does passion command my reply?
What energies or emotions are in charge;
does my passion, always, take control;
what form of reality, does destiny enlarge;
what makes up the passions of the soul?
How can we love, those others who hate;
how can one love the unlovely?
How can we ever, learn how to relate;
how can we love the ugly?
Unfortunately, our terms are reversed;
loving beauty was never to be our role;
for beauty, itself, is love, rehearsed;
and beauty is the love of the soul.
Beauty is not about the depth of the skin;
that never was meant to be its role;
true beauty is where God’s promise begins;
beauty is the rainbow of the soul.
Monty 1/11/22. # 912