Love is a boomerang, aching to fly.
Let it loose and watch it soar.
It cannot help but find its way back to you.
Love is a river that never runs dry.
Its gentle melody caresses you,
its ever-changing sameness so soothing, so calm.
Food is love for our bodies, but love is food for our souls.
Love is moonlight, quicksilver spun,
flirting with the ocean, dancing across the waves.
Love is sunlight, dappling the forest,
Encouraging shy flowers to reach for the sky.
Don’t look for love in every stranger’s face.
The harder you search, the more elusive love becomes,
stealing away, always just out of reach.
Yet give love away gladly, ask for nothing in return,
and you will have all the love you need.
Love is a boomerang, trembling in anticipation.
Fling it loose, watch it soar.
Susan Greenberg Feltman 