Sweet Somethings

We whispered

sweet somethings

in each others'

ears,

For the “nothing”

of love

is all that lasts

through the years.

And even love

that is "lost"

has more “something”,

than a fortune

handed down

through generations

of the citizens

“of substance”.

Though unlike

the parable

of the camel

and the needle,

I know there are

many of those

“fortunate”,

who would toss

all their jewels

away just to hear,

love’s

“sweet nothings’ ”

warm breath

on their ear.

For Love

is always

God,

no matter

whose heart

has sent it.

And Love

is always

the heart’s

inhabitant,

no matter how life

has bent it.

          Diane Shavelson (October 2012)