“The Ramble”

When is loving not enough?

When is the pain too impossible to bare?

When is the love gone, and nowhere to be found?

Has love eluded the disillusioned?

Has it sought solice in the desolate realm?

Does love leave when hope is lost?

Or does it dissolve into a hazy mist when man fails to comprehend.

Love is GOD and GOD is love, and we really loving or lusting in the end.


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Filed under 2003, Conway, Jessica L., Original Works, Poetry

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