
The power of love, a force so grand,
A timeless tide, an endless strand.
It lifts the heart, it heals the soul,
A burning fire that makes us whole.
Through every storm, it lights the way,
A guiding star, come night or day.
It whispers softly in the breeze,
And hums within the rustling trees.
It breaks all chains, and shatters walls,
It answers when the heartland calls.
With gentle touch or fierce embrace,
It paints the world with warmth and grace.
It sees beyond the flaws we wear,
A tender light, beyond compare.
In every gesture, kind and true,
Love makes the broken whole anew.
Its power lies not in the might,
But in the softest, purest light.
A force that binds, yet sets us free—
Love’s endless strength, eternally.
Thank-you for reading.
Much Love and Light,
Brenda Marie Fluharty
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Such a wonderfully romantic poem, Brenda
Beautiful poem, Brenda. The power of love is a wonderful thing, a blessing.
Thank-you, Tim
My pleasure, Brenda. 😊