IS LOVE?

Is love?
An expendable rocket
exploding in flames and
crashing to earth?

Is love?
A Roman candle
started from a fuse
streaking into the sky
bursting in great beauty
falling in ashes and dust?

Is love?
A Kangaroo
hopping in a barren land
nibbling as it goes?

Is love?
The seed from a mighty oak
bigger and stronger with age?

My loves
have been like
holding a cloud.

Who am I?
To write of love?

Barnum Taylor Ó 1999