love is a race against
the time of disadvantage.
it casts out hope
when often light is fading.
love persists.
it holds on tightly to what
was once a flittering candle.
it grows in its appreciation
of the true light of day.
love cannot be casual,
it cannot be indifferent.
it insists it must have its way
even if it is a letting go
instead of clasping to itself.
love will find a way.
love will press life beyond
even death to hold on,
to wait out faulty conclusions,
to refuse the partnership
of leaving or ending.
it runs without wavering,
except for the pebble in its shoe.
it may slow down but will not
stand beside the road to cast it off.
time moves and waits
for opportunity
to love more,
to love even more
deliberately.
From: Who's Watching Whoo?
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