REFLECTIONS © 2011

For love is grand,

And opens in the infinite horizon,

Sometimes in pain, much pain,

Like a difficult, yet blessed path.

But only then will we know,

That this love is true,

For in pain, it is refined,

Like gold in the heat.

It is in sacrifice, in silence,

That love shows itself pure and sincere,

Not in easy words or in breath,

But in the simple, eternal gesture.

For those who love endure and wait,

Even when the heart wavers,

And it is in that space, where pain reveals,

That love, at last, shines bright.

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