About the Poem

Written from the inspiration of love from a crying friend that has helped me through a very difficult time in my life . I hope it can inspire others to do the same thing for someone they have a great friendship with ,

The Spirit Of Love

by Rick Thompson

What is love and where does it hide
My heart is bleeding the tears it cried
Behind those doors where do they lead
The living love that is like a growing seed
Why is it so hard that I have to reach
The lessons we learn the lessons we teach
Love that is true and we do not measure
Love that is true and one that we treasure
Maybe it comes from the falling rain
To wash away the hurt and take away the stain
Something to be shared and held so tight
Followed by those who seek its light
Will this spirit of love reach out to me
I beg to be forgiven and set it free
To touch the ones I dearly know
Touching their hearts and feeling it grow
So it can be felt by those who share
So it can be felt by those who care
Feel its breeze as it softly falls
The spirit of love upon you it calls

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3 Visitor Comments

Janelle

My teacher assigned the class to find a poem that reflects our meaning of love or what experiance we have with love. I went through many poems till i came to this one. It was so touching and I loved it, so i picked yours to do. Now i'm trying to analyze it.

Nanci

I loved your poem, you have a great friend and...father.

VANESSA

This poem inspired me. I sent this to a friend who had a child pass. We are forever conected because of the loss of our children. This poem touched my heart and started a light where their has been so much darkness. THANK YOU!

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