Thank God for Love

07 Feb

To what then, shall I compare love?

Shall I sit quietly at my window,

Look outside and compare it to

The flowers that blossom and grow,

And lay strewn in colorful hues in my garden?

Or the trees that start as seedlings,

Then tower far above my head,

Giving shade to my tiny self?

Shall I see it as the sun,

A shiny rising in the east,

A bold fire in the noon,

Then a shy orange in its setting?

Shall I see it as the dew on the grass,

Glistening against the morning rays,

A lovely crystal glow at the start of my day?

Still, the flowers fade,

Even the trees fall;

The sun heals,

Too much of it kills;

The dew refreshes,

But is here one second,

Gone in the next…

But is that love?

A myriad of personalities

All under one roof?


To what then, shall I compare love?

To no being,

To no feeling,

To nothing.

Let it then, be likened to

The most amazing,

Most beautiful,

Most ridiculous,

Most outstanding,

Most incredible thing

That ever happened to earth,

To us…

Love then,

Only compares to love-

And there is no love and true love,

Because love cannot be falsified;

Love is just that.


So thank God for love,

And for the adventures

that come with it;

Thank God for love,

And for the meaning

To life that only it gives,

Thank God for love,

Whose greatest show

Was that of His son,

Given up for us all;

Thank God for love

That sometimes,

Like this time,

Is nurtured and blossoms

Grows and binds,

With chords that cannot be broken.

Thank God for love,

Thank God for you and yours,

Thank God for the two hearts,

That beat together in a seamless symphony;

For two hearts made one,

For two hearts and one dream.

Thank God for Love.



Posted by on February 7, 2011 in Poetry


9 responses to “Thank God for Love

  1. Stephen

    February 7, 2011 at 10:32

    Wow! Ms Serah! beautiful.

  2. Carol

    February 7, 2011 at 10:35

    Bellissimo Bella! very nice 🙂

  3. Cynthia

    February 7, 2011 at 10:36

    Thank God for love, cuz 😉

  4. Duncan

    February 7, 2011 at 10:38

    “And there is no love and true love,
    For love cannot be falsified”
    What is there to not like about this poem? Good job.

  5. Ruby

    February 7, 2011 at 10:50

    …amen to love…
    you mentioned thank God for you and yours, n 4 real, i think its pure genius what God made us capable 2do. 2 be able to love another human being-pure genius. i don’t get it, b+ i thank God..
    n 4 Hm, dying on the cross, loving us while we were yet sinnerz,, mind thank God…He z love:))

  6. Ruby

    February 7, 2011 at 10:59

    …ths piece z beautiful s…:))

  7. Njambi

    February 7, 2011 at 11:31

    Thank you Ruby 🙂 and everyone else. I have learnt some Italian today @Carol 🙂 🙂
    I like to say that Love is that four letter word cupped in a three letter meaning: God 🙂

  8. rockhead

    March 10, 2011 at 13:02

    Haha I’m also a writer 1st and a techie second! I love this piece

  9. Julioceaseless

    May 9, 2013 at 09:47

    What love isn’t.
    Awesome piece.


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