Love is the unfamiliar Name
Behind the hands that wove
The intolerable shirt of flame
Which human power cannot remove.
Love is the unfamiliar Name
Behind the hands that wove
The intolerable shirt of flame
Which human power cannot remove.
It's strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words.
Love is most nearly itself
When here and now cease to matter.
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
This is the use of memory:
For liberation-not less of love but expanding
Of love beyond desire, and so liberation
From the future as well as the past.
This love is silent.
So the lover must struggle for words.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories