Corny poem warning

Hmm.

what makes two strangers hold their hands together,
or make the hopeless people weep uncontrollably?

what makes children dream of embarking on endeavours
and make the hopeful people wander aimlessly?

what made the stranded call their loved ones frantically
on that doomed, ill-fated flight of desperation?

what makes someone who seemed to get it somehow, like me
but has never been the point of desired attention?

what makes the strangers feel like they're in someplace above?
the answer to all these question is simple: it is pure, unsullied love.

who gave me the answers; no one did, but I can see it in people's eyes.
the message just came to me amidst the complications in our lives.

trust in yourself it's the best you can do, for who can decide but you alone?
forget why they cannot see for beauty is skin-deep and love goes right to the bone.

If you read this and felt a stirring within you, never let that feeling go
lend this feeling unto someone else because that's how love flows.
sometimes we all just need some patience, a little more in good measure
it will show in time because locked inside all of us is that little chest of treasure.


Cheers,

Crawldaddy