That cannot be held
In the palm of my hand,
Nor in the seas that define the Earth,
Nor in the vastness and immensity
That is
Our universe.
Forget not the love
That cannot be stopped
By the lid of a bottle,
Nor by the closed doors of the home.
Forget not
The love that will suffer
And the love that will rejoice,
The love that will be torn apart,
Yet the love that is wholesome and strong.
This love has no end,
No expectations or limits.
This love will go on
Until the Earth, in its very core,
Implode, gives up, and the universe
Ceases
To exist.
