Choices

Reckless Pride

Rolled into secret spaces

Denying yourself

Love's embraces

Crevices to hide

Your pain

Yet hoping still

 Love will be gained

For  Love, 'tis true

is not an emotion

Rather a decision

rendering sweet commotion

Blissful angst

we often fear

Yet, we are empty

when it is not near

Allow the echos

of your prayers

To be answered

as you linger at the stairs

Let the answer

be:

"I'm ready now

to light the dark

Please show me how

to halt the never ending voices

that tell me love can not be found

Illuminate Love's many choices

and set my feet on steadfast ground"