Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Love shall have no end,
brilliant flames, burn eternal.
Bless you with a divine crucifix,
a beautiful exorcist, sweet religion.
With a fertile heart, walk the sun's
surface to reach you. Receive you,
damaged, afraid, raw but brave.
Outcome is known, everything or nothing,
Potomac greets the Chesapeake.
Fragile baptism slapping rocks, fear flows daily,
acquaint you sincerely, moving down the river bed.
Through the artery of joy, the canal of surrender,
supplicate faithfully, in awe of the new moon.
Thankful God was listening.
What they did in the past means nothing now,
but realistically it does.
We are warriors, fought battles solo,
remained strong, healed in unison
and lived to fight again--- together.
Love eliminates distance and
the heart spirit triumphs.
journey down paths aligned,
zion quiets the lion's roar.
And when I say you mean the world to me
I mean simply that.
All smile and accent, created by god's grace,
angels were jealous of your genesis, they knew
beauty belongs to you. Your captivating eyes are
watching, carefully, making certain, no mirages,
not in the river, not along the banks,
not another sad stanza or melody
not this time, not ever again.