The Way Love Moves

The simple beauties move our hearts to love, despite there distance.

The Way Love Moves

By

Carlos Lorenzo Estrada 

(Nature within Love)

A leaf blows ever lonely in the comfort of a wind

Inspires deep reflection within us to comprehend 

It dances quite majestically through unseen gentle hand

Guided by the force of nature before it falls to land 

A drop of rain reverberates through a puddle of a pond

Expands slowly in all directions before fading till it's gone

Yet its beauty often resonates in brevity of its life

It shimmers almost endlessly before it fades from sight 

A rainbow often paints the sky in hues of multitude 

in vast array of colors which fascinate in graceful view

But in its distant sculpted shape we often yearn to see

The ways of love that move us most are furthest; far, away...

Author's Note

A few days back I happened to spot a squirrel clutching a dried brown heart shaped leaf in its tiny hands and eating away on its edges. It was one of the most perfect beautiful moments I have ever seen. In a distance from me. And I knew if I tried to reach out and touch it I would ruin that moment of perfection. So I just stood there and watched feeling blessed to be a part of that shared moment in life. CLE

Reviews

[W. Barrett Munn]

As I have often expressed I dislike end rhyme and structure unless masterfully done—and I always like your work, CLE.
You most always create rhyme within syntax that is natural sounding and therefore like a cherry or whipped cream on a piece of cake.

Winston

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you kindly Winston. As a fan of your work it means a lot. I've only really started writing poetry since I became an active member here at the Cafe. Almost all my past writing was in short story genre. I just felt more comfortable writing tales of morality and deeply wise messages. This website made me evolve as a writer. Try something new and out of my comfort zone. To be perfectly honest I never thought much about poetry or its significance in the writing genre. But as I read the many artists here in this community I became inspired and wanted to try something that still is unfamiliar to me as a creative. I feel I gravitate to ryhme because of it beauty and challenge in both message and conceptual idea. I'm slowly learning the many other forms of poetry in my evolution as a poet. Even at 57 I'm never too old to learn something new, and profoundly beautiful as this art form is to me. In some ways I still have my training wheels on as I navigate these long prodigious roads in creativity and artistry. These past couple of years have been a journey for me as I work on my voice and aspirations as a poet. As I continue to challenge myself I am hopeful to touch upon other forms of poetry. I used to think I endeavored to write the perfect poem, but as I'm evolving in my art I am sensing I want to write the perfect me. Thank you my friend for sharing your thoughts with me. They help me grow as a poet.

[W. Barrett Munn]

We have much-like a ton-in common.
I only turned back to writing not all that long ago and turned also from prose to poetry.

Winston

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Hearing you reveal this means a lot to me, Winston. There are times I feel unsure about the quality of my work because of my learning process into poetry writing. I've always been effusive and descriptive in my prose and thought poetry would constrict and restrict that aspect of my ability in writing. Instead I'm learning a new type of freedom. One I did not think possible at my age. But I value it so very much because it's giving me more expressive freedom and enlightenment both in mind and heart. To know that I'm not alone on that path and that my peers whose art I admire travel similar roads helps me press ever forward. Thank you my friend for your kind words. I truly appreciate it. CLE

[Joanne Hanscome]

I can visualize the sky and beautiful color. Enjoyed reading this. Keep writing.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you Joanne for you kind comment on this poem. For the.most part I tend to write with the idea of painting visually in words so that the reader can be in that moment being described. I try to find something that resonates with them, like a memory perhaps in life. One that we call upon that brings a smile and good feeling in our hearts. And once I accomplish that I sneak in a message or theme that stays with the reader or makes them think about something more than what they are actually reading. But in the end what matters the most to me is whatever the audience takes from the words and meaning they find in it. If it makes them smile then that is more than enough for me. Thank you so much again for sharing your thoughts with me on this poem.

[Joanne Hanscome]

My pleasure. Have you ever written a book with you work?

[Joanne Hanscome]

Writing is a great structure to the heart. It gets meaning and feelings out to share with the world. I enjoy writing and reading other people's work.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I have not, and in a lot of ways I don't feel my words really have that kind of value. Perhaps it's just a lack of ambition in my part. To me no amount of money can equal the value of a kind comment or thoughtful review from a reader who has found value and resonance in the words. Many of the messages I have written hidden in my poetry and short stories were given to me by the wisdom of my grandmother or others who I valued in life. Those lessons learned from them I can't put a price on, because they have made me the person and writer that I am. And if I can bring a little joy or a small bit of change in a person's heart then that to me is worth everything in the world. I guess I'm just too damn old and can't put a price on love. Because that is where most of these words come from, all those that have loved me and shared their wisdom and hope with me. It's not mine to charge for, but to give to others who may need it more than I do now. CLE

[Ken Simm.]

Very visual. So that is one reason I like it. Very natural so reason two and now why don't I give up on reasons and just say I think this is a perfectly beautiful write.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you Ken for your kind thoughts on this poem. I have always found love so elusive, because it is constantly changing. It changes me as much as I change it. And yet life itself is filled with these moments of change. We just don't see it while in the moment, and once we do it slips from our grasps and moves. When I wrote this I didn't know where this poem was going or to what purpose it intended. But its subtle message does speak to the brevity of love and its fleeting moments in our lives. Thank you kindly again my friend.

[Sami Khalil]

"A rainbow often paints the sky in hues of multitude
in vast array of colors which fascinate in graceful view"

[Sami Khalil]

"Yet its beauty often resonates in brevity of its life
It shimmers almost endlessly before it fades from sight "

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Love to me personally has always seemed a distance. Even when it is close enough to touch it feels elusive. Because love does not stand still for us. It moves of its own accord. It changes us as much as we change it. Time is filled with these moments of change. Thank you my friend.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! You are welcome sir. Whatever works for you.

[JENNY]

That was indeed a blessed moment Carlos. I was just in the moment reading this wonderful poem. Love is fragile but the strongest feeling one have . Beautifully written. Thanks for sharing

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you Jenny for your kind words. I truly appreciate it. I would argue that nothing is more further from our grasp and yet close enough to touch than love itself. It is in almost everything in life. One need only open up their heart and soul in order to see it. Love is in the moments that mean the most to us. CLE

[JENNY]

It’s so true Love is a feeling which is contagious. Your most welcome.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

The most fragile things are often the more beautiful for their fragility and temporary existence. You captured that well here I think.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you kindly Fabian. As poetically corny as it sounds I was moved by love. So many times we fail to live in these ephemeral moments. Believing falsely in their abundance. But like each breath we are graced with in life they are finite. Love reveals itself in strange ways of brevity. It is up to us to open our hearts and absorb them as they are disclosed. The well of Love is endless, while we are prisoners of time. CLE

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I think time can be a warden or a benefactor depending on circumstance. There's a song I dearly love recorded by Lacy J. Dalton titled, "One of the Unsatisfied." I don't love it for the music but for the lyrics. One of the lines declares, "Lord, and some of us are poets, some dream until they die. Until we're one with the Spirit, we're unsatisfied."

[Chris Shaw]

Nature is a marvel. Those moments are so special. This is a beautiful poem Carlos and it was a pleasure to find these words here today. All the very best to you.

Chris

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you so much for your sweet comment Chris. I haven't had much time to spend here these past few weeks unfortunately. Going through some changes in life that have occupied much of my time. Though despite these tough moments I have still been very productive in my writing. Just haven't had time to submit anything yet. This particular piece got me through a difficult moment recently because it showed me what really is important in life. The struggles we endure may chip pieces of our hearts but these beautiful moments described in this poem are what define meaning and purpose. To live in them is fulfillment. Wishing you and your loved ones the best in this holiday season, my poet friend. CLE

[Chris Shaw]

Carlos I wish you a very happy new year. Take care my poet friend. Always good to have a visit from you.

Chris

[lightsong]

Those small things, small events, small sensations that fill our heart with warmth and grace and unfold it into something bigger. love exists even in tiny raindrop, let our heart be opened to see and feel it.

So lovely, heartfelt and heartwarming dear Carlos, thank You for sharing this beautiful sweet moment with us.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I couldn't have described the purpose of this poem more beautifully then you have. Your words really touched me and defined exactly why this little poem exists. Thank you so much for reading and leaving your enlightening thoughts on this work. Wishing you a wonderful holiday season. CLE

[Neville]

I think within the body of your latest work, you have captured a few such moments as you have beautifully illustrated within your authors note .. each little treasures & each in their very own write .. Neville

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you kindly Neville for your comment. I had mentioned this to another poet, who is much better than I, we as poets are often on the eternal search for perfection which many a time we may grasp but never fully hold. It is the wonderment of life and its fleeting moments. We may not always capture it in words, and perhaps are never meant to, but we yearn to illustrate its grand purpose in the heart of our readers. Wishing you my friend a wonderful holiday time of cheer.

[Betty Hermelee]

I read your author's note and I can see why you were inspired by a quick moment of nature's purity...and you then go to embellish this in a very soft poem of the ways love move us... and it doesn't have to be a lavish , passionate love tryst...but something a moment in nature that caught your eye at a distance... and it lasted in your mind's eye to write this poem about simple things in life in your own beautiful style.
Best, B

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Thank you B for your sweet comment on this poem. I really wanted to simplify these moments without over descriptive or lavish flourishes. Painting them softly in words and allowing the reader to re-imagine their innate beauty within their memory. We have all seen the subtle grace of nature and how it affects our hearts in the moment. I wanted to capture that brevity and the elusiveness of its beauty. The fleeting moments of awe. We poets are often on an eternal search for perfection which many a time we may grasp but never fully hold. That is the wonder of life. Wishing you the best in this time of holiday cheer my friend. CLE

[Betty Hermelee]

you're very welcome Carlos and Happy New Year!!!
Best, B