[ Who Says Love Isn’t Scary ]

[ Who Says Love Isn’t Scary ]

A Poem by Garathe Den
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An introspective piece.

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Who says love isn’t scary
The most vulnerable you’ll ever be
And who has more scars in their life
Then those who wear their hearts on their sleeves
I’ll tell you now, that love is a terror
And yet I still bare it will glee
Despite all of the warnings, I follow headlong
Because love is all I’ll ever need

Despite all of the pain of the past
And all the unknowns of the future
I’ll face my fears with a passion
And tend all my wounds in good humor
For I know that love is my suitor
No matter how I’m terrified
I will rise to meet it in its splendor
And get lost within its paradigm

Love has so many faces
And I fear I only know a few
So if I lose sight of its nature
I will wander a stranger and fool
And love, it speaks in a language
That can change and transform in a spell
And all at once when I thought I could speak out
My translation had nothing to tell

For love is a Tower of Babel
And the heart’s a small piece of its mold
If the world could assemble together
Imagine how love could be shown
But instead it’s in fragments all scattered
Cryptic and I cannot solve
And the fear that I’d miss but a fraction
Holds me within endless resolve

Love can be trampled and beaten
Love can be lain to the slaughter
Love can be cast to the graveside
But love, can also be authored
So I hold onto hope without worry
Despite all fears of the mind
Because love is beyond understanding
Eclipsing a grace so divine

So I stand, in only but a shadow
To get lost in pursuit of this treasure
Without knowing where this path will lead me
With no guarantee it will bring pleasure
But the measure of faith that I follow
Is a gravity I cannot fathom
And the weight of this glory before me
Causes my heart to sing to an anthem

So much more than I ever expected
Far beyond imagination’s gaze
Overwhelmed at the presence of love
In a labyrinth that holds me amazed
All that I’ve known, ever-changing
Love always moving beyond
Where the heart was once held in staging
In waiting for us to respond

Who says love isn’t scary
A force that can never be tamed
That looks at the world without worry
Holding the power to change
While those without passion forsake it
Casting their judgements and blame
But I have decided to face it
And never have I been the same

© GaratheDen
© HeartOfBabel

© 2021 Garathe Den


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Added on October 7, 2021
Last Updated on October 7, 2021
Tags: HeartOfBabel, Babel, GaratheDen