Love, like ocean
has its natural balance
Each patch of water
holds every impulse
of every wave around it
The one that’s rolling toward the shore
The one that’s drawing back across the sand
The one that crashed around the rocks
and is returning
The one that rippled down the sloping land
It moves with every one of them at once
No strife, no strain, no clash of time —
The calm absorbing of each motion passing through,
Steady relaying of each arc of truth
So love accommodates the waves
Waves of feeling, waves of yearning
Waves of hope sent out beyond awareness
Waves of care, outgoing and returning
Love can take no stand, form no opinion
Make no ploy, teach no lesson, put no spin on
Everything’s accounted for, though nothing tallied
Every balance level-true
Each impulse valued
Love needs no decision
as it spaciously makes place
for every true desire
And every grace.
©Wendy Mulhern
October 9, 2012
