By Angel
Date: 14 March 1999

Love is the Fuel

My shoulders weak
due to stress 
of burdens born
to love's distress,
I stopped to rest
to clear my mind
and for a time
left love behind
I pondered life
without this quest
for answers to 
the mysterious,
and pondered more
'til a soul I spied
unburdened with 
no love to hide
His shoulders sagged
worse than mine
with his empty sack
of love to bind
Right then is when
I realized,
my love is the fuel
and life's the ride
I squared my shoulders,
un-cleared my mind
and traveled on
with more love to find

Angel