The Most Important Thing in the World

...a random thought
leaves grooves,
a river bed
flooded with despair -
"what is the most important thing in the world?"
is it money?
that ungrateful bastard
flees as soon as you hold it.
Is it honour,
accolades?
Not even.
one mistake
into the dumpster.
Could it be - 
not that -
could it be being remebered?
for a while perhaps
then the sandstorm comes and covers 
the memories of you.
Then what?
Out of darkness a voice 
thunders:
"It is love so real
it asks nothing in return,
no you will not burn.
It is love so honest
it keeps every promise,
It is love so precious  
each drop must be savoured, 
Yes believe,
Pure life giving love...