A Galaxy Called Love Poem by Bernedita Rosinha Pinto

The levels of love
sometimes so brilliant and so dazzling,
the levels of love
sometimes so high and sometimes so low,
the levels of love
sometimes so dark and sometimes so luminous,
the levels of love
sometimes so scrupulous, sometimes so genuine;
love keeps playing its own game
making someone lose, someone win a partnership
as some by love get accepted and celebrate
as some by love get betrayed and rejected
yet love keeps on playing its game everywhere.

Love keeps varying with proximity or distance
love keeps changing with unity or separation
love keeps on playing a new tune every time
it makes lovers happy and possessive for a while;
man by desire and satisfaction moves on
woman by dreams of determination goes on
both on each others expectations, hold on
when one heart encounters another in compliance.

The Levels of love keep changing
with age, wage, health, wealth and downfall
but love never stops it's display and dependency;
whether man is rich or poor he finds love
and love finds him whether he is sick or unhappy;
man never stops chasing love any day
until marriage stabilizes his love one day
thereafter, children keep distracting love by making
both parents concentrate on their upbringing.

And though love may keep dwindling
in its intensity and volume
with situations and circumstances,
the embers of love keep glowing silently, brilliantly,
with the heart as the earth, love as the stars
with family as the sun and friends as the moon
making life depict a majestic galaxy right here on earth.