Poem _ The Ways Of True Love.
By-Ross Mabey.
The ways of true love can often be confusing,
Especially, to the one's that think.
That true love, is weak,
And open for abusing.
They are usually, immature,
And lack, true understanding.
They love, to use power, to abuse,
And don't really understand,
That there is a price to pay.
True Love's rewards,
Are for those who truly seek.
The answers, to true love's purpose,
In this world of illusion,
To lift the consciousness of mankind,
So that he realises his own true nature.
That he is soul, a spark of the divine,
Sent below, to grow and mature.
Until, his rough nature is refined,
When polished, he sparkles and shines. like a diamond,
He is a reflection of his creator,
By any measure, he will astound.
Copyright © 2020. Ross Mabey.
Written February 25th 2020.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem