Featured Poem

Is It Made of Love?

I don’t know if my god
is the same as your god:


Is it made of Love?


Does it want for you
what you want for you?
Does it come to you
with hands opened,
asking for nothing,
but ready
for anything?


Does it whisper to you
of Light and of Stillness,
and point you toward
all of the paths
that will take you there?


Does it remind you
of your Seeing?
Does it remind you
of your Knowing?


Does it remind you
of the gentlest lover
ever you’ve dreamed,
caressing a weariness
from your heart?


Is it ever late?


Is it ever gone?


Is it made of Love?





"Is It Made of Love?" em claire©2018