Come !!! My Beloved, my husband to be,
to a bigger Love beyond “You” and “Me”
Claim a feeling that forever may last
That make the future better than the past
A true honor we can grant
In the endless struggle we plant
The love of loving “Him”
And the commitment,
in such passion to dive
An easy, hard feeling to strive
That erase bitterness and forgiveness revive
Come !!! My Beloved, my dearest soul
To the depth of meanings and presence
To the highest purpose of our existence
“You” and “I” are from each other
We are “One” in the essence
We came from mud,
and will leave like dust.
We need no bridges between us
When this bigger love forever bind us
Loving for the sake of “His Face”
What can be more peaceful and just?
When “He” is the most sufficient witness
What can really preserve our rights?
But an awaken consciousness,
based on the highest principles of fairness
That raises us from our lower self
Lovely honoring of your God.
Lovely honoring of your God. May he bless you. ~peace~
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Rather . . .
than stretch for a rhyme, stretch for a meaning a wrap around idea that gives continuance to the construct - the rhymes diminish the wonderful ideas you have inside - free them. Just a thought ~Allets~