Love Casted

For what you see
is what you get
so here it sits
plain as day.
Just a little love
cast among these stones
that all have thrown.
Still this heart
thumps the same
gentle without blame
—beaten unique
behind a cage built antique.
It gives what it takes
Grown stronger
With each day it awakes
while the stone it sinks on in
nestled next
to the sweet by and by
passed on by
just to be gone
from whatever it is
you hang your hate on.
What it takes
to beat the hate
of a stone drawn
is no longer about
what is right
or might be wrong.
So I spill this ink
it’s all I can do
not to think
and through the heart
my spirit speaks
of hope and faith
and all of the other little things
that make tomorrow sing.
So take your fate
you might find you need it
when these bones and your stones
turn to brittle,
upon star-perished piles
of rust and dust,
all the while
love sweeps on in
the score left settled
still the stone it sits riddled
cast aside
by a little heart built with mettle.
BeLove © 2018

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