Love Turned a Mangrove Into My Alcove

When doubt nibbled at my soul Love flew in and turned my mangrove Scoring the most important goal That love landed in my alcove All of sudden the way forward grew clear Wondering why I couldn’t see The prize that’s always been mine, holding me dear Wishing me Well through thin and thick Through affliction and pain Asking only to love, to care when weak Broken, mistaken, I searched on the wrong side in vain Rummaging through emptiness Groping in a forest of indifference Probing for warmth in the marble coldness Blinding me, steering me from the influence Love held for me in store Waiting my heart to gladden Although the momentum of progress I broke Wishing I could float in a happiness den When genuine, serene, pristine Love stormed my blindness Telling me clean Intentions it’s held to free me from the stranglehold of sadness and loneliness Like a powerful magnet To attract me to the bosom of love Not through tricks and mirages of the Internet But through congenial commitment that love peals on me shove.