Joy of Love
Flower of desert
resplendent at dawn
withered at sunset
firework splendor
brightening heart
few instants
vanishing
like dew drops
are possessions
rags shed
at the gate
only covering
love hope and faith.
love being the greatest
mirroring a child's heart
carefree, adventuresome
full of fun and laughter
a jump
into arms of waiting parent
trusting is being loved
and happy to love back
but parents
in whose arms do they jump
trusting will be provided
with festive bread and wine?
Parent of all parents
to Whom belongs the past
in whose hands
the future rests
known to give the best
for happiness and health
seeds to plant and harvest
life to life restart
body of beauty and strength
to follow His sweet commands
with Sundays resting stops
to pray and reflect
on how one missed a sign
and switch on reverse
to get back on path
and reach the finish line
Paradise of playful
joyful rest
and who in truth can doubt
looking at the Crucified
His eternal love for us
His children for whom He died?
A Brian Strand Premier Contest No 1198
Copyright © Frances Schiavina | Year Posted 2021
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