By Joe Perez

I am not

In love.

Love is

Of Me.

Love is

Upon Me.

Love is

Above Me.

Love is

Below Me.

Love brings

Me Alive.

Love begins

With Light.

Love descends

To Delight.

Love begins

With a Lie:

That Light


The “I.”

Of: A preposition

Expressing the

Relationship of

Part and whole.

Of: In the position

Of Love’s Center,

Its Schwa sweeping

Love’s foyer.

There is no

Love without Of.

Light precedes


But truly

Not the Eye

Which sees

In Light

And Darkness,

In Life

And Death.

Where is Love going?

To evolve.

via Love Poem No. 1 from The English Kabbalah.

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