Only Love

A poem by Ben Bull.

By Ben Bull
Jul. 7, 2008

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What is the hunger in your soul?
Wanting, yearning for more
Let yourself go – give it all away
It is love, love
Only love.
Love, love, only love.

What is the pain, the loss that burns?
Held in the cusp of your hand
Watch it away, every grain of sand
It is love, love
Only love.
Love, love, only love.

Where is the anger, in your heart?
The sadness, the rage, the despair
It can’t be found – it isn’t there
It is love, love
Only love.
Love, love, only love.

Where is the hope, the happiness we seek?
In the heavens or down below
All around us you say, in everyone we know
It is love, love
Only love.
Love, love, only love.

What is the secret behind your smile?
The treasure buried there
Let me in, or bathe me with your light
And let me love, love, let me love
Love, love, only love.

Ben Bull now lives in downtown Toronto after an interesting six years in the Hammer. He plans to stay there for a few years, complain a lot, and then move on somewhere else.

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By Lamar Cole
Posted 11/20/2008 5:14:24 AM

Love is a path to the heart that knows its own way.

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