Love, a legend like

Ponce de Leon’s

Fountain of Youth

Is it real?

If so, where is it?

Many claim to have found it

True love

Soul mate love

But they either

Refuse to share

The square where “X” is marked

Or they truly don’t know

How they stumbled upon it

Is it hidden in jungly vines?

Or among the towering pines?

Do gators protect it in prehistoric swamps?

Or does it snuggle under the coldest perma frost?

I drank out of a fountain a few times

But no, wrong one

Seems like there is some kind of karmic craziness

Knotting me to  “love” phantoms

No substance, as is needed, in life’s trek

Love, I guess, is truth for the fortunate few

But a legend for those of us

Who simply cannot decipher a map…


© 2016 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: Ponce de Leon’s Exploration,




  1. The people of Earth have always been looking for “something” they seem to subconsciously remember to have had but somehow lost along the way. A lost people with many lost dreams who became dummied-down and a slave species of their gods of ancient times, entities who could manipulate thought patterns and enslave entire species wherever they went; wherever they conquered. “…For out struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against powers, against authorities, against spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.” Here and there one can pick up bits and pieces of truth if one knows how to look for it. But the real truth is hidden within our own minds and that’s where we must mine, and when we find it, we must believe it as our own truth regardless of what anyone or anything else claims. That’s the path that will take us back to that violent fork in our evolutionary road where we reclaim our heritage and start anew on the right path. The “fountain of youth” is not in the material world; it’s within us. The same can be said of love: it isn’t found “out there” but resides within ourselves in the form of compassion and empathy.

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