Love is so complex that it baffles
the simplest of minds, yet so simple
enough but still the most complex of souls
cannot unravel its puzzle.

I don’t know much about love
because my rational calculating mind
finds it hard to comprehend
and there is yet a kind of love
that steeps down the slope of incomprehensibility

It keeps playing tug of war
with my heart, pulling me
to join the other souls who
are drowning in its ocean.

And once in a while,
I get pulled in but I fight
to stay afloat
take a deep breath, then swim
against its ever-flowing tide
in order to reach the shores
of rationality where I think myself
safe. But this kind of love does not play it
safe, and it keeps pulling
so it can close the gap created
by the distance between this place
where I stand, and the space
that has the other end of the rope.

The GAP between the letter A,
which represents ALL SOULS
and E, where he as a gap model
walked the runway
to close the gap between the runaway
child and his Father. The kind of love
that seeks to close the GAP
I sometimes am tempted to believe
is between me and my Father.

The precious type of love that braces
itself up to close the gap, like the braces
in the mouth of my friend, Precious. Precious
like a prosthetic leg that closes the gap
between what remains
of the amputated feet of a war hero and the ground
where we all would fall flat on our faces, like
when we were babies, learning to take our first steps
attempting to reach a table but can’t quite reach it
but Mom, being the hero she is
quickly drawing the table nearer to bridge the gap
created by the distance between the place
where we stand
and the table.

The doubts I feel in my mind are real
like how to most, this surreal
kind of love can feel so real
but still I question
if it is just a fable

I find it hard to accept that this model
actually bridged the GAP when he paraded himself
on the runway so we could all freely move
from point A to hE, to HE who is esteemed
as perfection, at whose feet ALL SOULS
who believe STAND, once and for ALL

He made himself an open show, withstanding
jeers and sneers, no standing
ovation, it’s beyond my understanding
what could have possible inspire him
certainly not the monetary profit
cos if it was him the prophet
was actually speaking about
he had “no beauty that we should desire him”
But since no one was up to the task
he became the brand ambassador
for the brand we loved the most - GAP
and modeled it fashionably well
Surpassing Adidas in the number of stripes
he had, his fashion statement was loud and clear
It is finished, he declared, as he walked off the runway
the check mark on his Nike shoes resounding in echoes,
a reminder for us all that we can now cross off everything
on our to-do list.

But still, I find it hard to accept
but I can’t help but ask myself
“what if he really did bridge the GAP?”

Love is so complex that it baffles
the simplest of minds, yet so simple
enough but still the most complex of souls
cannot unravel its puzzle.

I don’t know much about love
because my rational calculating mind
finds it hard to comprehend
and there is yet a kind of love
that steeps down the slope of incomprehensibility:

aGAPe