The Missing

By Tryphena Louise Williams (c) 2010

As love is given, as love is taken
Love comes to pass, was love mistaken

No greater test, for a heart bear
It's loving presence, no longer there

No greater loss, could love feel
To lose its way, was love for real

Love it seeks, as love is called
Love now hidden, behind its wall

As one sows, so one reaps
Within its heart, love will keep

Love it was, will always be
Such is the love, as given to thee

Love is a treasure, beyond compare
To know one's love, is always there