What is beyond
How do I love her? I cannot say,
To say would be to limit the way.
For it lies beyond the narrow of me,
The boundaries of what I can see.
We live the future, stand in the past,
Forever in fear, ever in cast.
People are people no matter the coup,
They are, what they are subject to.
Live on a mountain, valley or shore,
People are people, single of core.
Wonder of wonders they live and thrive,
Wonders of wonders they be alive.
But being alive is not my point,
It's how do I love her in anoint.
I love her in ways cannot be told
And frankly I find there be no mold.
So I cannot do justice with my pen,
It's something like being in Eden again.