The ground taken from underneath my feet
I fell to the floor
Kicked and looted till there was nothing
Trampled into the dirt, left in a heap
A bloodied, bruised and mangled mess
Everything had been taken
But one thing
The only constant
The one thing that no one could take away
I stood up
Trudged on down the path
Putting one feet ahead of the other
Singing a tune
While pulling that treasure closer
Placing it against the drum whose beat gave life
There is no greater love
Than a friend laying down his life for another
Than a stranger taking the blow for someone he never knew
Than a lover giving up his happiness in exchange for the happiness of the one he loves
They say,
Love is patient, kind, does not boast, does not envy. It is not proud, not self seeking, not easily angered, keeps no record of wrongs. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
- Adapted from 1 Corinthians 13:5
There is no greater love.
twistedshaft.
18/07/08
always trusting, hoping, persevering. till that day.
