poem of the day April 17  

"This is the race

of all races!"

shouted life's dove. 

"Speed of light 

versus 

Eternal love".

Love burst out first

but did not last

it had to turn back

from desire's thorned path

allowing bright Light

to leap and bound

so by late afternoon

Light was way out of town

But just when it looked

like the winner was Light

the day turned to dusk

then dark into night

There Light could not see

and stumbled around

as Love roared back 

with a passionate bound

When dawn finally came

light had run out of steam

and love was asleep

lost in a dream