I saw love once. I saw it clear.
It had no leash. It had no fear.
It gave itself without a thought.
No reservation had it brought.
It seemed so free to demonstrate.
It seems obsessed to orchestrate,
A symphony designed to feed;
Composed to lift the one in need.
Concern for others was its goal.
No matter what would be the toll.
It's strange just how much care it stores;
to recognize it's neighbor's sores..
And doesn't rest until the day;
it's helped to take the sores away.
It's joy retains and does not run.
Until the blessing's job is done.
I knew love once. 'Twas not pretend.
It was my coach. It was my friend.
Swen Nader
