Relentless love

Love o love
entangled
lost
entrapped

we run
we hide
we flee

but to where can we run when every grain of earth we trample on is from you?
but to where can we hide when the warm beams of rays stretching from the east to the west is shone by you?
but to where can we flee when we are but the dirt that has been made into clay by the potter?

even when the heart turns cold
even when we suppose the dead has been buried
even when the pain and soreness has overwhelmed to the point of numbness

but why?
why does the mind remain restless?
why does it refuse to cease?
why does the heart burn with disgust?
The spirit is grieved but calls

Come back you wretched child
Come back you lowly one
Fall down on your knees
And pray and seek and find

Then you will know
Regardless,
You are mine
and I am yours
because I am Love