True

 While love is temporary 

is true
It's not the whole truth
Love can be a rock
Solid and stable
But even rocks are weathered by
Wind and rain
Slowly dissolved
Love can be like
A river
Sometimes slow and meandering
Sometimes fast and rapid
And even the mightiest rivers
Change course
In this way
Love has the power
To transform
To grow
To dissolve
As you cling to love
As a rock
It weathers and crumbles
Growing ever smaller
Then you can
Lament the loss of your rock
Or lay in the sand
Of love transformed
You can dam the river
Direct it's course and control
The flow
Build great reservoirs
To store the waters
But love must flow freely
Guarded with jealousy
And hoarded
Love stagnates
When this river of love
Can not change course
The springs that feed it
Slow to a trickle
Love occurs
And love dissipates
The trees love the sun and the soil
The rain and the wind
They love their ancestors
That feed the soil with their bodies
They love the streams running
Deep underground
They never wail as the sun sets
Or resent the rain for not falling
They never curse the wind
For falling their older siblings and parents
But find joy in the ways
Love changes the landscape
The love of the trees is slow to transform
And the love of the river is fast
Keep your love
In perpetual motion
Fresh and new
Do not allow fear
To keep you from falling in love
Every day
The trees do not fear the storm or drought
The river does not fear changing course
The rock rejoices as it turns to sand