Spoken by many, heard by the few
love, is a language
– Love -
is the only language
your pot plant knows
Affectionately so,
in the morning dew
love’s gentle fingertips softly
unfold and rise on their stems,
whence the heart’s goodness spills
from within, to the world
-
As the word says, they do
and eternally, they glow
because love, is a doing word
Open the curtains of your heart
Tend the garden of your being
take in the sun, and let love’s color
adorn the windowsills
of your soul, for written by many
yet felt by the few, love
is the only language
your pot plant knows
Of love, never let go
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Author:
Garth Rakumakoe (Pseudonym) (
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Really like this ! Lovely poem ))
Oh thank you yellowrose. It makes me happy that you like it. Thank you for the appreciation.
Yes so true. I speak to my plants everyday! They’re doing pretty well!
They say plants can feel our energies. That they're doing well speaks very well of your aura, gifted one! Thank you for the visit.
What a beautiful feel of the poem !! love is the only language your pot plant knows
Lovely poem !!
Your feedback made me smile in appreciation. I felt your words. Thank you.
So true Garth, love is so powerful.
Andy
'for written by many
yet felt by the few, love'..
how well these lines encapsulate
the discord
between our poetic portrayal, of love
and the real thing, that few of us
get to experience..
so much passion, you invoke
utilising such accessible wording..
a great read!
thank you for choosing to share
dear empathetic Poet
(sorry but I have been missing your posts lately
so had to trace back and read your last few..
hope you don't mind)
🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣.... I must say, I really admire how you can detangle and lay bare the most complex of descriptions, in a manner that even a child would understand. Im left in awe every time you do that, genuine! - Thank you L.B. Appreciation is always appreciated brother. 🙏
Never let go of love. Love is all that matters.
Nicely written Garth🌷
Indeed it is. Thank you, kindly. 🙏🏼
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