Love’s Spiral

This is a poem of love. It is something to think about and wonder.

Love is a spiral,

and keeps winding,

around and around,

intertwining and dividing.

 

Love divides when a new life is formed,

then it is born,

with the love of two,

not of one.

 

For love still grows,

from the first to the last,

with everything that come to past,

and joy enters the world.

 

Love may be a spiral,

but new love,

can become viral,

and spread throughout the land.

 

What of the original love,

does it still exist,

or has been replaced,

when new life comes with bliss.

 

The true source of love,

Never changes,

It is just rearranged,

To take its place in common day.

 

Twisting and turning,

love is always yearning,

for that special place,

in the space of your heart.

 

Love multiplies,

with each generation,

that arrives,

spreading hope to other lives.

 

Never forget,

that love is always there,

whether it is past or present,

it always survives.