Love Connects All
If love connects all,
Might your absence
Leave behind…
The sparkle of a moon’s wink,
Even as a blur of ethereal effort?
The invisible light of compassion
Buried in the evaporation of tears shed?
Might it be…
Love connects all,
Even as it discerns vacancy
Masquerading as hope,
When all that’s left
Is memory?
Hopefully…
Tenderness remains the stubborn emotion it is,
For no one deserves emptiness
While desperately vying for tomorrow’s
Connection to love
whose sole purpose is
Merely wanting to remain just that
Being Love
The meaning of life…
is Love…
Diana…🍃