A potent truth

A potent truth

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Describe the indescribable.

I know it is incredibly cliche to attempt to describe love in any form, especially poetry, but I can't seem to help myself. It is the thing that drives humanity. Love falls right up there with those ever present human motivators like power and greed. It is irresistible and it also human to want to give it a definition, to find a way to put it into a rational slot. There is no way to do this though. Many have tried and all have failed. We may experience love, but we can never truly understand it or make anyone else understand it. We feel it, crave it, and some find it, but we cannot put it into words. There are those who have come close, but there is always something just beyond words. This is my expression of how unfathomable love is. How driving and all-encompassing it can be, how powerful, and how little we understand it despite our desperate attempts to posses and receive it.


Fathomless Love

Love so deep
No one can fathom
The depth, the passion.
The kind of love,
That starts and ends wars.
That kingdoms are built upon.
That kingdoms are razed for.
The love heroes die for.
The love that ordinary people live for.
That drives men to do the impossible.
That drives men to dream of holding stars.
That sonnets are written of.
That songs extol.
That makes a person drunk with joy.
That makes a person weep with sorrow.
That dominates us.
That makes us.
That breaks us.

-Constance

4 comments:

Mandi said...

How could poetry exist without contemplation of love? It's a gift. An exhilarating and frighteningly powerful gift.

Constance said...

So true! I don't think poetry could exist without the contemplation of love, it would seem kind of empty wouldn't it?

April said...

Oh, you worry too much about sounding cliche. The stupid people like me who don't 'get' most poetry love this stuff right here! I GET this one!

ha! I love you!

Constance said...

I just hate sounding cliche. It's a thing. I'm glad you get this one. It has no mystery, which is nice to do once in a while. Love you too April!