love · Poem · Poetry

Only love remains

What remains after we are dead and gone

Only love

What is true in this world of illusions

Only love

Trauma heals and transmutes into forgiveness

In this lifetime or the next

But when love touches someone

It cannot be undone

It transforms and heals all that is unloved

And only love remains

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Park benches which give testimony of such love :

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