Unconditional Love

An Earth Angel approached

Engulfed in the purest of light

Willing to lend a hand

So I rest mine in hers...

She lifted my spirit

Caressed this tainted soul

Calmed my fears

And together we soared...

Our love for one another

At times, silent in flight

Yet out there for all eyes to see

For all to witness

The light and love we shared deeply...

We bathed in a sea of love

For many, many years

Our love

Unconditional it was...

'Til this day, I stand stern

But I stand alone now

And before you I yearn...

Yearn to the grasp the freed love

The love that grows

That forever stirs within

Within me.

Reviews

[Leigh]

To think if an Angels love was infectious we all might become like them.

[Tarry Franck]

Yes, to think... - thanks for reviewing

[quinfinn]

and this one just takes the breath away, it is exquisitely beautiful and my favorite read of the day.

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you for such kind words dear friend ;)

[Ahmad Cox]

Very beautiful. It has a calming effect

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you

[Frieda P]

You make 'unconditional love' sound so effortless. It's usually not the case, and comes with strings attacked and alas, real life always gets in the way. Lovely read, it put a smile on my face, that's always a good thing! Nice one!

[beautiful dreamer]

beautiful poem as always :)

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you sweetie :)

[A Soap Mess Stories]

Touching...what a beautiful kind of love.

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you

[Lucien Maier]

good formatting it draws the eye through the piece very well.

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you

[Lover Of Words]

this is so beautiful for some reason it broght tears too my eyes maybe because its so beautiful! great job

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you

[Lover Of Words]

Your welcome!

[David Scott]

The poem is ok, but does not live up to the title... My review us one of like but I cannot give this my "Unconditional Love". Then again, if love were unconditional what would be the point of a review? ;-)

[Tarry Franck]

What do you suggest the title to be?

[David Scott]

That is not my job... I felt the wind in your sail here. I felt you grasp the wheel that holds the rudder true. But I felt a needing and an intention. I felt conditions ableit passive and indirect...
A spark of life and love. A whisper that builds into a gale force wind to fill the sail of the ship you are bound to... This I felt.