Could This Really Be Love? Poem by Barnabas Markus Atsen

Could this be love
Humbly laid on a bale of hay,
Entertained with sweet bray...?

Could this be love
Riding on compassions' back, with mercy
To make a grown born blind man see...?

Could this be love
Exchanging a holy white raiment,
For a guilty dark garment...?

Could this be love
Saying, 'For they know not what they do,
Forgive them, father, this great woe...? '

Could this re-a-ll-y be love?
Then I've seen no love so vast and great,
Great as this, ever since till date.