“And love is a thing that can never go wrong;”…Dorothy Parker
Love is the Crown of Thorn,
and the sky
where nestle dark matter and light.
Love is the trickling blood
dripping from the Cross, or
from a saint’s decapitated head
in this worldful of traitor.
Love is the twine,
a melting tune
flowing from a Flute
played by the little Butter-Thief*
to tether us to Thee.
*refers to Krishna, a Hindu deity: Krishna is often depicted wearing a silk golden yellow dhoti, and a peacock feather crown. Common depictions show him as a little boy playing the flute. Other depictions show him as a bundle of mischief, stealing butter from neighboring houses in the form of Gopkrishna and other childhood exploits. [Source: Wikipedia]
Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Love @ Poets United