Love grows weaker
When we ignore our pain.
It grows colder
When we feel no shame.

Coldness which numbs
Needed extremities --
Parts of the soul needed
To sustain other souls.

Love may be a dying breed.
It isn't what some people
Think they need.
But pure love is the

Life in the seed --
So don't let the
Seed of Life
Become a dying breed.