If Love BeΒ Muted

When love

doesn’t change

or mend the hurt

when love won’t heal

or bend the pain we endure

When scars resistΒ 
love’s offered embrace

no tears will dryΒ 
upon our face.

When love refuses us

shelter to find

in the darkest night

when fates are unkind

what thenΒ 
shall weΒ 
do?

Stop all this loving?

Say we are through?

If love be muted

in such conditions

as these,

then perhaps we were

loving

only foolishly.

S Lynn Knight, 2017