Love-Morph (1): an artwork by T Newfields

(1)

Faith is what leaps
if dividends are uncertain
Love is what sings when fears of perdition pass

If you lack trust –
what's the point of rhetoric?

Love is nourished by faith
& the otherness of str–
angers melting upon embrace.
If you look at the matter deeply
(as more people should)
Isn't love the only dividend with value?
It's a condition in which a thousand "can'ts"
begin to become resounding "coulds."