A Hapless Poet Asks, “What is Love?”

In the aftermath
of an argument
about nothing
and everything.
I wondered
what is love
if not the
turning of perspective
so that one sees
clarity over confusion
feels peace consume suffering
sees the dark of fear
dissipate in the light.
What is love?
Love is the truth.
All else is illusion.
Don’t get lost there
or all will be lost there.

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