Two sides of love

I came across two abandoned bags on the worn steps of an old church

And stopped to wonder:

Is there anything quite as sad as loving someone who has stopped loving you?

Love lost somewhere between altar and reality,

Abandoned on church steps

Along with the rice, the scattered hopes, that once promised so much.


I saw Love up close, there in the rice on the church steps,

Worn with feet eager for love.

Bride and groom departed;

Bags left there in haste.

No time for anything but each other.

Poem inspired by Sätra Brunn Church

26 responses

  1. this is a very thought provoking.
    It’s true though, there is nothing worse

    July 7, 2010 at 11:19

  2. yeah i think there is nothing sadder…except maybe emty playgrounds…much to think on this one…

    July 7, 2010 at 12:39

  3. Definitely something to ponder. Lost and faded love, nothing sadder.

    Thoughts in Progress

    July 7, 2010 at 13:18

  4. Very poetic and romantic.

    July 7, 2010 at 14:12

  5. No, I can’t think of much worse!!

    C x

    July 7, 2010 at 14:19

  6. Very sobering! However, according to Tennyson,
    ‘Tis better to have loved and lost
    Than never to have loved at all.’
    I think that’s very small comfort, though.
    Lovely photographs:-)

    July 7, 2010 at 14:28

  7. Di

    Loss of love is always sad no matter how it disappears from your life.


    July 7, 2010 at 15:53

  8. the girl from cherry blossom street

    Loss is always painful. It’s something one will never, ever comprehend.

    July 7, 2010 at 16:39

  9. Beautiful.

    July 7, 2010 at 17:10

  10. You find beauty and poetry in so many places!

    July 7, 2010 at 19:01

  11. Lonliness and lost love are the two things I fear most.

    July 7, 2010 at 22:24

  12. I like your photo and verse story, Fi. This line rings true: “Love lost somewhere between altar and reality”

    July 7, 2010 at 23:40

  13. How must have lust..not love:)

    July 8, 2010 at 06:38

  14. oh, I hope I’m that in love again that I leave something behind.

    July 8, 2010 at 07:37

  15. this is very sweet ladyfi, both post and photos.

    July 8, 2010 at 11:51

  16. Very thought provoking. .. bags full of love left behind.

    July 8, 2010 at 12:16

  17. Beautifully written. And love that pic of the church too.

    July 8, 2010 at 13:08

  18. It’s much less sad to hate someone who’s stopped loving you.

    July 8, 2010 at 13:43

  19. that church is incredibly beautiful… sigh

    I hope someone came to their senses and returned for the bags of hope.

    July 8, 2010 at 14:19

  20. What a beautiful church. The bags on the steps and your words about them are very poignant.

    July 8, 2010 at 14:33

  21. It must be the worse! Your pictures is wonderful and romantic:-)

    July 8, 2010 at 17:22

  22. Not possible to love someone who doesn’t love you – then it’s not love, just an obsession. Love has to mutual. If it fades, it wasn’t love to begin with. Some people still hold hands after 50 years.

    July 8, 2010 at 17:24

  23. Happy Thursday!

    July 8, 2010 at 18:08

  24. I’ve missed your musings and poetry! Lovely pictures and thoughts. So sorry to be away forEVER!

    July 8, 2010 at 20:14

  25. Thanks for capturing this moment for us. For me, it is a wonderful thought picturing the beginning of a long and happy time.

    July 8, 2010 at 20:35

  26. This was just lovely.

    July 9, 2010 at 03:12

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