Is This Love, Do We Serve Love Or Not Are We Employed Or Leasurely And Inefective Poem by Cristobal Benjumea

You are the key to the flowery kingdom

you are to me like a beautifull palace full of red flowers

although still uravished daughter of time

i want to meet the goddess of love

within your folds i am inspired

to come out of the forest and look at the cristal stream that goes to the vast sea

the fulfilment of the prophet his words to fulfill

the story tells what i seek from love,


what love seeks from the green valley

the way to happiness

i would poses all loves wonder and treasures, and i would be in extacy always and all the flowers would be mine

if the will of the lord were performed

i will be loved whatever and guided to utopia of love

it would be made clear

whatever it comands i obey

to wherever

it love is sufficient unto love

enough love to fill a truck

was given to me by a servant of the goddess will

love was there to be seen

consumed

like speciallities at a feast

its invisible powers overpower all

to do its will

its kingdom enjoyed

thats why it exists

if there is want of it

then i will give it as much as i can

it is not for me to withold

it is gods will

all darknes must be illuminated

the white light that iluminates the path

colours make up light, colours of our life, constituting our happiness the love we share