And yet the love remains
It’s like trees that way.
Towering before us
Rendering us insignificant
In its timeless majesty
Overshadowing all of us
With its presence.
We stand in awe before love
Knowing it can crush us unaware
With the snap of a branch
Or the right gust of wind
The threat always exists
And yet the love remains.
It’s like trees that way.
My love can bend with the wind
It can outlast the storms
Survive when its branches fall
If my illusions snap without warning
And spread its roots wide to sustain itself
For love justifies its own existence.
It’s like trees that way.
