Sunday, November 25, 2007

Give Yourself to Love (Kate Wolf)

From yesterday's poem featuring Grace:

"But Love and Grace took Glory by the hand,
And built a braver palace than before."

So... today: Love...

SONG: Give Yourself to Love by Kate Wolf

BOOK: Teachings on Love by Thich Nhat Hanh

POEM: The Nearness That Is All by Samuel Hazo

Love's what Shakespeare never
said by saying, "You have
bereft me of all words, lady."
Love is the man who siphoned
phlegm from his ill wife's throat
three times a day for seven

Love's what the Arabs
mean when they bless those
with children: "May God keep them
for you."
Or why a mother
whispers to her suckling, "May you
bury me."

Love's how the ten-year
widow speaks of her buried
husband in the present tense.
Love lets the man with one leg
and seven children envy no man
living and none dead.

leaves no one alone but, oh,
lonely, lonelier, loneliest
at midnight in another country.
Love is jealousy's mother
and father.

Love's how death
creates a different nearness
but kills nothing.
makes lovers rise from each
loving wanting more.
says impossibility's possible

Love saddens glad
days for no bad reason.
Love gladdens sad days
for no good reason.
mocks equivalence.
Love is.

QUOTE: "Love one another and you will be happy. It's as simple and as difficult as that." ~ Michael Leunig

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