Monday, November 26, 2012

Original Poetry: Love



Eros is the moon,
At first appearing bright,
But waning as the ages wear on
Until its light is gone.

Philos is a star,
A constant guide,
A comfort through trial,
Best seen in the darkest times.

Agape is the sun,
Remaining constant and fixed,
An ever-shining hope and light
Though night may hide it from your sight.

The first cannot exist without the latter,
The second cannot exist without the third,
And the third is the source of all.

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