Whatever
our ethnicity, creed, gender or sexuality, of all the choices we choose to confirm
in life, the most important has to be love…
L-O-V-E, LOGO FOR LIFE
Choose love
for the comfort of old slippers
once rejected for smacking
of growing old, nor (quite) ready
to concede the case
for a comfortable shoe
replacing the ever toe-pinching
designer variety
Choose love,
rejecting the nagging loneliness
of one-upmanship,
a sense of always having to prove
something to someone
(if not everyone) - everything
a must have, must do, must not
go without
Choose love
among its many shapes and forms;
never discriminate,
but take each at face value,
no trying to shape it
after a fashion to satisfy
some selfish desire that chances
losing it altogether
Choose love;
heat the body by its eternal flame,
be guided by a light
as reassuring to its acolytes
ever imprinting
time and (personal) space
with its logo as any swallow’s cue
to flee winter
Copyright R. N.
Taber 2012; 2015
[Note: An earlier version of this poem was previously published on the blog in 2012 under the title as 'Choose Love' .]
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