The Heart's Inquisition Poem by Ronni ManoaHofbauer

Can passion's flame, burning bright and true,
Vanquish the shadows that haunt our days?
Might love's embrace, tender and new,
Render our troubles a distant haze?

Or is this bliss but a fleeting dream,
A mirage that shimmers, then fades away?
Will time reveal a less golden gleam,
As the first flush of romance starts to fray?

She ponders these questions in night's deep shroud,
Seeking answers in the silent gloom.
But clarity eludes, doubts crowd,
Leaving unease to linger and loom.

For in love's equation, unknown and vast,
No certainties hold, no truths stand fast.
The heart inquires, but finds no rest,
In this endless, bittersweet quest.