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Love is not known and 
can never be known, for 
love cannot be weighed
like bullion or flour, 
love cannot be roped: 
a wild mustang running
free, never tethered, 
never corralled, freer 
than the North Wind....

Love has its own mind: 
it comes when it comes, 
will not hear entreaties, 
will not beg its bread...
for love rules all worlds 
and love soaks all life.

Love is a gangster, 
obeying no laws, 
taking what it wants.
And love is a priest, 
making holy life's dirt, 
redeeming then the 
wreckage of hope by 
pouring its holy water, 
quenching all longing.

Love is a magician, 
appearing in two hearts 
at once, transforming 
the beast into a man, 
a girl into a woman: 
an alchemist always
changing lead into gold....

And love can never die. 
When the heart it holds 
beats its last beat, then 
love will soar with soul 
to the next world... 
for love is the only key
that can pry open 
heaven's heavy door.

Love is not known and 
can never be known, 
for love is God,
and God is Love: 
love without end.... 


[rec'd N/A in Brian Strand's 'All Yours' contest, 4/23]

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