The Light of Love

How will I believe now

in the power of love

when it has been reduced

to a lonely moth’s candle

burning at both ends?

After countless philosophies

after so many war trophies

after endless climate atrophies,

how will I sing the symphony

of mutual affection

that primary cause of existence

when I am dithering

on the edge of extinction?

Will I turn to the silvery streaks

traversing the blue vastness,

the waves of cosmic entanglement,

the eyes of the innocents,

or my Love’s healing heart

for they all emanate light

and challenge my raw fears?

Oh, I will embrace them all,

and make them

my rhymes and reasons

for survival and revival.

Like ecstatic lovers and mystics

will I then whirl around,

immerse myself in the light

for the light will inspire love

and love will spread the light.

I will follow my restless soul

to wander into

space and time

seek the source of my energy –

mysterious and ineffable,

yet pulsating in all my being,

accessible, yet inaccessible,

visible, yet invisible – all at once.

I will cling to the light of love

with all my heart

with all my being –

forever and forever.

Ali Imran

Poet based in Washington, D.C. He approaches modern themes using metamodern, mystic, and romantic poetic styles.