Pursuit

I once thought that love was a feeling
That consumes us, as fresh morning dew.
A mere glance, would send my heart reeling
My thoughts danced, shiny and new.

Yet as time passed, love transformed into action
Our gifts soon displayed, what was trapped inside us.

A smile from my love was my lone satisfaction.
My prayer soon became, that no one would divide us.

I wished not for great wealth,
Nor for earthly possessions

But that I might, for her, stay in good health
To protect and provide, is my ordained profession.

Outer beauty fades; it is but a fallen petal,
It does not represent the root.

The foundation of love can never settle
Unless it is grounded in pursuit.

Dr.W.D.
Copyright 2013
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