What is it you love?

words of praise
touches of warmth.
the red in the lips of
his smile,
the clear of the
tear that weighs down the soul.
basking in gratitude,
while accepting that some things will still ache.
What is it you love?

the grand defeat, only to
wake up and do it all again.
shiny things that sparkle anew
under friendly eyes.
running from God,
only to later seek
His quiet comfort.
letting the silent river of joy
show you
what is being hidden by the waves.
What is it you love?

chatter falls away;
the hollow of a tree is untouched
by the branches that fall around it.
when living in emptiness,
it is easier to change form.
the more in tune with nothingness,
the closer you are to what is.
What is it you love?