Acres of Love

Acres of love

blow laden

with seeds caught

for no reason

beyond the purpose

of a latent rose.

See the future

wind-flung by


like cold silver

lining brilliant metal

boxed in treasures

waiting to be discovered.

And those with

acres of love

blow by

never gone


always renewed

or can be,

when love knows

the purpose of a latent rose.

Find love then

acres of love


always blowing


strong seeds


cold winds blowing.

Blow on

acres of love

filled with silver treasures

never gone

never, never, gone.


“The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field. When a man found it, he hid it again, and then in his joy went and sold all he had and bought that field. Matthew 13:44

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