tell me: why does love go hiding?
it's capricious as the wind:
many times we chase it's sweetness
just to end up lone, chagrined --
love like grapevines in the vineyard
grows in time and unknown ways:
hides it face but for a season
coming forth in brighter days.
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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