for Love IS
if i could write the perfect love poem
to express to you my depth
then perhaps you could understand
the cross upon which St. Issa wept
for love may be empowering
but yet it is a Cross to bear
we love through all the smiles and sunshine
and the anguish within a silent tear
many times i felt that love betrayed me
abandoned me in my hour of need
and after my tear filled rain fall
love gave life to a greater seed
that has been planted so long ago
deep within my questing heart
and as it was love that resurrected me
and i became Love’s Holy Art
She painted colors of Joyous Music
and i was Hers to divinely enhance
i come to know that Love is “IS”
and naught in life is chance
some call it fate or destiny
the pathways that we roam
but in the end when the Trumpet’s sound
all Love’s Children come home
so when i speak of depth in me
know it exists in you as well
as Night yields each day to Sunshine
illusions yield to what Truth tells
and we shall March and Dance together
upon the Eternal Light filled Path
and we shall awaken to Life’s Certainty
that Love is all we are
and
Love is all we have !
for Love IS !
(c) 11 January 2011: William S. Peters, Sr.
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