eternallove

Eternal Love, a poem dedicated to Kassandra Leiva and written in the backcountry of the Pine Barrens, NJ

Imagine if our love were so eternal

That birds began to nest in it

And moss and lichen grew up on its sides;

Imagine if our love were so eternal

The river's gentle flow would slowly shape it

Its waters feeding ever-sprouting shoots and leaves;

Imagine if our love were so eternal

It would replenish like a mountain spring

And other loves would come to drink from it;

But isn't our love, deer, a part of something too

That's so much larger, older, wiser than ourselves?

If only we can let that force flow through

Perhaps one day the birds will nest in ours as well...