Love Defies The Grave (Sonnet #297) Poem by Tina Baaklini

Someday, life shall vanish, all things must fade,
What is our time but a butterfly's flight?
A candle snuffed before a wish is made,
A path from wailing dawn to silent night?

Yet love within my heart shall never wane,
For you, my mirrored soul, my destined flame,
Our woven souls, tinted in love's stain,
Still whisper vows the winds cannot disclaim.

The tongue of love is spoken without sound,
Its echoes dance like ripples on the sea,
You taught my heart no walls can hold it bound,
It soars, unchained, in faith's eternity.

Thus, all the stars may fall, the world may cease,
But love defies the grave—death finds no lease.

Copyright © Tina Baaklini