Member Poem

 Love is not a theory, a theology, a philosophy,

Love is not confined in any system of thought.

Love is not intellectual or emotional.

Love is freedom, freedom from all doctrine, method,

freedom from all crutches, freedom from every discipline,

Love, it's beyond description,

the finite can never comprehend the infinite.

Love, a blessing of light, the sigh of the stars,

a necessary coincidence of the universe.

Love, is recognizing all the fears, all the wounds

and insecurities and accepting them.

Love is working through

all the challenges and painful times.

Infatuation is fragile and will shatter

when life is not perfect and comfort.

So, breath deeply and let his love to wash the dusk.