Each time we wake, fully alive to our selves,
Fully present to others, there comes loves joy.
For only in our truthful union, loving moments,
When we step beyond our incoherent walls,
Will the certainties in a love of life appear.
Sought for things, ever present since birth,
Dominate our humanity, exalting their own joy.
Wallowing within the trappings of life, yet seeking,
Disguises the meaning we constantly make
Never allowing the fullest joy of living to grow.
Distractions with passion, the energy of life,
Keep us harnessed together, giving a joy.
Selfish needs fills our lives, a working time,
Which gives rise to the things we then seek;
A hidden circle of things and our passion.
Stopping and giving, without our own needs,
Listening to words beyond, filled with love,
Releases a power beyond measured time.
So, in living a life of passion just think who
Am I? What do I seek? Does love fill my life?
David Scanlon – England – (1963 - )
Scanlon. D (2019) Timeless Truths. The Foolish Poet Press, Wilmslow, England. A LOVE FILLED LIFE. Page Number 999.