Stick to Love

Come what may, stick to love

Even if the sun refuses to shine

And the flowers refuse to bloom

And the guns and the tanks refuse to stop

booming on and on

from the heart's haunted periphery

If there is to be a war

Let it be between those who love and those who hate

If there are to be many wars

Let us conquer those with love

In the fiercest of storms, in the foulest of times

When light and darkness makes abject circles

in our peninsulas of dejection, when the robins

and the thrushes refuse to fly, refuse to sing,

refuse to be, know this, that there is something

within and without, that will keep us going,

bounding, towards the edges and corners

of reckoning, and beyond

Come what may,

Refuse to cave in,

Because you are beautiful

Because love makes you so

And it ever will.