New Light

We take love where we find it
She said to me,
And decades on I understand
That it’s whole and
Doesn’t go away,
Love
Doesn’t go away.
It changes
Stretches, gives, releases
Tensile, everlasting.

How do we find, on our
Hard roads picking through
Brambling thickets,
That salve of endlessness?
I think it finds us,
Love does, a buoy,
A ballast into any storm,
Into any unbelieving.

What we think we can know in one
Lifetime is folly; one
Lifetime just a construct
In the spangle of question,
Mystery, and why.

As the dust of it all
Glances off my clay
I feel the eons brushing by,
Silver and infinitesimal.
There are no truths as we go to stars
Save one:
We are where
Love takes us, which is
Where we find the truth.