"Love's Song" ... a poem for reflection ...

Within your waves of sweet caress a melody does lie.

It walks upon the souls of men, nudging them to sigh.

Soft vibrations surrounding all take sorrow for a ride.

Herbs of time can do no better, soothing an aching side.

Ebbing memories emerging,

Freud's secret love outcast,

recriminations subsiding,

forever should it last!

Piped into the world's loudspeaker evils and ills would fade.

Hearts and minds would fuse together, all stones should turn to jade.

Dustbowls becoming paradise,

swasticks become but dust,

and God descends upon the dirt to wipe away the rust.

Come, stay, those drifting reflections

that heal the inner soul.

Please pass among the multitudes to warm the burning cold.

Regrettably these things not done,

improvements cannot wait,

continue in your quest alone against all war and hate.

For in the heart of every man there lies a hidden gift,

go and with your lovely song, bring forth and love you'll lift.

Poem by Carolyn Hietala