Love's Reflection Poem by Jonathan H. Scott

What force can claim to radiate such light?
What energy can touch both heart and soul
So deeply as to burn into the night
With passion that exceeds its perfect goal?

No thing can surely reach beyond what's true,
Though whispered words oft state a thing that's not—
And, so deceived, one feigns to have a clue,
As love's delayed and finally forgot.

But, now and then, there comes a whitened fire,
When Love's unchained— as true Love ought to be;
Unloosed upon one's object of desire,
And truth is all, though others cannot see.

As time slips by, a heart remains unmoved;
Impossible to penetrate thereof,
And what is felt is nothing to be proved—
‘tis but a fine reflection of your Love.