Just A Question... Poem by Alice Cuenca

I wonder...

Is there a possibility of the mind
to keep the purity of love
from the 'source'
when it is corrupted by thought,
the image built,
the 'I', the ambition,
greed, security, fear,
confined intelligence that serves
unintelligent intent
and all these that consume us,
that created the chaos and disharmony
and therefore resist the purity and wholeness of love?


(a question that arise and inspired by
Suzanne Hayasaki's poem on PH ' Be still' which coincidentally has same title of my poem 'be still')