The Love of Man

She thinks she knows it.
Measures it. Fathoms something lesser.
She knows nothing
Of height, depth, breadth, and dimensions folded in on themselves.

Of giving.

And giving.

And forgiving and worse. The strength to restrain the need to forgive.
Anger. Resentment. It gains no foothold here.

This is a man's heart.

Where hatred can rule when vigilance fails.
The night watch. The morning comes. The battle. The peace.
It is all the same.

Vigilance. Duty. Honour.

Man has not the heart of stone accused. He guards it with stone
because he must.

He must guard it from her.

Such is a man's love.