I am but a droplet, in a sea of love,
Indistinguishable from all the rest.
Tides pull me; I go, I know not where thereof.
The gravity of love I can’t arrest.
Water will find its level, love finds what’s true,
Reaching the inner depths of our being.
Filling empty spaces; all the darkness too,
Leaving no space; no hatred I’m seeing.
It is futile to resist the flow of Love,
In time you will be assimilated.
All will become one, a single treasure trove.
Radiating love, hunger un-sated.
Love, leaking from our hearts, seeping from all pores,
Minds eye encompassing, forevermore.
“A sonnet of love”
by
Jerry E Smith
©4/18/17
The images are original, the opening image is a stretched image of mushrooms in my lawn
Self Portrait from about 1978