To love is to give—
to give yourself,
your heart
a door flung wide
to give another
power over you
to wound
. . . or to heal
If God is Love,
then think of
the power He gave us
over Himself,
how He gave Himself
so fully to us,
Wounded for
our healing
to love is to give. . .
Love is
ReplyDeletethat finest mysticism
Obediance to
that highest One
Love is
that strongest magic
from which beauty wells
And no tongue fully tells
SPIRIT Unnameable
Blessings that the greatest
Unknown is Love
Love, then is the greatest
Will we ever fully
know Love?
The Unnameable has name
YESHUA
to love is to surrender
Put your face in
that Lion's mane
He roared His name
Yes... Yes! Did you write this today, or is it something you wrote previously? I really like the depth and the cadence of this piece.
Delete"Love is
that strongest magic
from which beauty wells
And no tongue fully tells..."
Gold. Solid gold.
Thanks Jody! It's a spin poem inspired from your poem! ;D
ReplyDeleteI thought it might be. You have a gift for swift and layered poetry.
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