The Strength of Love
Long had love been a burden, and long had
I carried it
Like a flickering light to soothe the darkness
of my length.
For love had been a dream -- so, long ago,
I buried it!
In a tomb of doubt that could not be strengthen
by my strength.
But because you have a strength that is
stronger than my own
And is filled with a goodness my life has
never been shown,
I am now like one who has been forged from
salt into stone
And made into something only the strength
of love has known.
Some truth we had known long ago but which
we never knew
And which had guided us when all our hopes
were grim and few,
May make us think of love like a dream
that sometimes comes true.
But like the deconstructed sunset of youth
that should rise
Above the decadent memory of a lover's
We failed to teach ourselves to love something
that never dies!
Yet beyond the defeated years of our fitful
And despite the cruel errors of our own
The only thing we had to fear was the fear
And though truth had been a goddess and
we sought to hate her
And love was a god whom we fought to loathe
We always prayed that both would find us
... sooner or later!
And though each was destined to liberate
or enslave us
Or bless or repress all the courage that
life once gave us
(Which would either kill or fulfil all
that could yet save us)--
If there were words to sing or a way to
bring ourselves through
All the deathless truth and breathless
love our souls never knew,
We should scream to the God who loves us
... the words...
I LOVE YOU!