Love’s Truth (Sept. 2017)

Oh wonderful wonder, this beauty of you!

Restorer of meaningful morning—sky blue!

Grim shadows had darked me, gone was my light,

I looked about, finding—only cold night.

I searched, searched everywhere, nought could see through,

Till a match was struck—there! A flare! It was you!

Then blending together my sparks and your rays,

With laughings in laughings and praisings in praise,

And showing and knowing and growing as one,

And rising together through darkness now done,

We strode up a mountain through fountains of youth

To find, at the top, that our minds held love’s truth.

In sky-blue clarity we see the ideal:

It’s you and me loving with love that is real.

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