Tristan Griffin Poetry

Written 3/16/19

Words cannot capture
The fullness I’m after
Neither knowledge nor intellect will do
To prove the indescribable true

Pictures are but metaphors
Knocking on the door
Experience, a helpful guide
A dim light in darkness wide

But what I say I know is true
More true than logic
Truth only sensed
Not quite grasped

We may come nearer, but not inside
We may approach, but not lay hold
We are limited creatures exploring the limitless
Our abilities will take us only so far

Unseen are the deepest depths
The deeper the more true
Alas, we are but human
Humans with a view

The greatest love surrounds us all
We could only miss it if we tried
To stop trying is to see it
To see it is to come alive

It’s the love for which all lovers long
To which every love song points
Oh, make it mine!
This love divine

This love moves the world
It cradles every creature
All else is imitation
A futile striving for elation

True love is not between a boy and girl
Not between a man and the world
All loves allude
But none conclude

A Father and a Son
Becoming absolutely one
Revealing to the world
The love that sustains us all

One will, one way,
One life, one love
The two are one
The self is none

No words can capture
The fullness I am after
If I were to explain it all
It would cease to be what I call

Love