The Many Faces of Love

What is love? The North Star guiding a lost seafarer home, Or the Siren song luring him to the rocky shores? Is it frolicking in the moonlit night in a field of flowers Or trudging across an arid, scorching desert? Is it a freeway to bliss and joy Or a meandering trail through a rugged terrain of grief and woe? Is it a cup of hemlock Or a chalice of nectar? Is it a snake pit Or a bridge over the chasm of hatred and bigotry? Is it an ever-elusive mirage Or the rock of Gibraltar? Love is all that and more, And yet it’s nothing, A mere emotion, a feeling – At first blush, irrelevant And yet, It’s an impetus, a catalyst – An euphoria permeating our entire being-- "Love is a many-splendored thing!"* *(P.F.Webster / Sammy Fain) ~"Types of Love" contest by Nayda Negron