Love Creating
Future looming or unfolding,
The Great Unknown, shall it we fear?
The path that lies before us waiting
Calls for unity sincere.
Set we forth with trepidation?
Nay, for God be with us e'er,
And helpmate loving, kind and
patient
'Bides through winds both foul and
fair.
Two no more, but one together,
Of self to never take account,
And with no Purpose but the Other,
To love, and ne'er a moment doubt.
One love making, life creating;
A sacred mystery is this:
Shrouded fast by arms enclosing,
Embrace of lovers, married bliss.
Subtle, and yet unrelenting,
Against this Purpose doth arise
Selfishness and lust is brewing,
Slowly pois'ning sacred ties.
For if Love's Fruit finds no
reception,
And Pleasure dreads that love be
born,
The act of “love” is but confection;
A fall 'mid tears to union torn.
But let Love triumph, pure and
faithful;
Thus sacrifice of self we'll taste,
Find bliss in giving, loving truly,
Let Love both now and e'er
be chaste.
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