Larisa Rzhepishevska Poet Free verse

What Is Love

What is love? 
 It's impossible to explain. 
 What is love? 
 I think this question will remain. 
 What is love? 
 We ask one another. 
 What is love? 
 A little child asked his mother. 
 It's so simple and hard to understand. 
 It can be so different, 
 you can't here pretend. 
 It can be so sweet 
 with tender meetings, 
 It can be bitter 
 with tears and partings. 
 It can be so different: 
 like a brightness of the star 
 being so far. 
 It can be like an apple-tree 
 in it's blossom time. 
 It can be a prison, 
 it can be a chime. 
 There are so many words for love. 
 But... to understand it 
 you just have… TO LOVE.

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Terry O'Leary January 14, 2013 at 9:48 AM Yes, you are so right, Larisa, it's all that and more! And that is the ONLY way to understand it! Terry