Love Remains

I don’t see
The graceful flap
Of butterflies
Hovering over flowers
When love is on my

Even though,
I understand the
circular nature of time
And I’ve been to this
Place before
I’m an amnesiac
So I’m still living

Of the circle of
The soul’s cage
To be redefined

The soul
retains its identity
But with each trip
We lose the
Contents of our mind

We just lose our mind
But the love remains.

The Love Remains


About Sean King

Husband, Father, Writer, Philosopher, Humanitarian

Posted on November 27, 2011, in Poetry and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. Beautiful!!!! Great photograph ! Nice Poem 🙂 Wonderful Family 🙂

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