The Voice

By: Kathy Cammisuli

And a voice spoke to me and said speak to me of love, and I said love is ever changing
It is never the same, we speak of love and seek it
But for some it is never truly found
It can not be bought and it can not be sold
It brings us pleasure and also sorrow
It is infinite and timeless
We are not born with the knowledge of love, but taught
It is not perfect, but ever evolving
It does not dwell in yesterday, but moves forward
And even though we try to measure it but we can not
It endures all in turbulent times, happy times
It can not be contained, but rather shared


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