Stooping for Love

I forgot how
Love is pronounced
And now a lake
Has found its way
To drown me.
I look up to the world
And steal a shawl.
I lift
A shy cup
Of forgiveness
And remember that
One cannot
Seek forgiveness
Until it is willed.
Have I reached
Somewhere high above
To the world of love
Or has the world
Stooped for love?