BY GLORIA O’KOYE
A love that will cross
Life times to reconnect.
A love that will cherish masterpieces
instead of focusing on tiny specks.
A love that will respect
Even though received from a distance.
A love that can be represented
By resilient grass patches,
instead of temporary roses.
A spark ignites fierce passion
But diminishes as quickly as it starts.
Would cherish a love that is like wildfires
That when nourished
Will burn everlasting.
Falling in love with the spirit
Each moment
Heart grows fonder.
Like the ocean parting ways
As celebration parades,
Embracing the flawless scenery on the horizon.
Promises tingle on the tongue like spring’s nectar,
Fulfilling them with actions
Overflowing this cup with sage honey.
Each moment spent by Love’s side
Is like entering The Fields of Aaru.
The fire disk embraces our skin, drenched in royalty,
As we continue to perform our Sacred Crane Dance in the Marshland.
