You Caled It Love.

You called it love

I called it many things

but whatever it was

it kept us going in a whirlwind

that eclipse the din outside.

You called it love

I called it reverie,

but whatever it was

it kept our believe

that somehow or other the earth is not all round

that we were aliens treading

on foreign soil

thinking that the only thing there is to life

is life.

You called it love

I called it doom

or a path we had forgotten

and which opened up in front of us

blindfolded and restrained

a tunnel through which we had to pass.

Alfred Grech

02-03-2019