David Smalling Poet Free verse

Blind Hate Is Love

Blind hate is love
And love
Is nothing shallow still
The fang only drips
From desire
To bring without
Within
And make the frail
The strong
The claw only rips
To inspire.
Love cannot doubt
And that which is loved
Look out
For I would take a cross
Rather
Than to let go
You understand
To more your loss
Is more than any knows.
To love
The self to self is given
To be loved
Is the reclamation of heaven
And lovers recover
Still
The self from self 
Beyond their will.
Blind hate is love
And love is nothing
Shallow still.

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John Rhinem April 27, 2012 at 11:24 AM Smile ˜ Hate is hate & love is Love. ˜ Just as night is night and day is day and babble is babble ˜ Dig it! ˜ Love always, John!:) ˜ David Smalling April 29, 2012 at 7:24 AM Hey Johnny boy, never twain shall meet. But blind hate speaks to the ignorance of self, the denial of the true purpose of the inexplicable antagonistic emotion. It is a kicking against the pricks of love. Love forever is triumphant, one love