LOVE GONE
"Love is itself unmoving, only the cause of movement" T.S. Eliot Four Quartets "Burnt-Norton"
The bed was cold again
I knew it would happen
Love was taken away
In an instant of thunder
The moon shed not a tear
And the sun’s rays
Didn’t come anywhere near
The nights were left
To dreams and prayers
And mornings were filled
With the psalms and promises
Of Saints and Prophets
The leafless forest
Bears its nakedness
With indifference
Waiting in patience
The Spring’s return of leaves
But Love goes lost without
Return into Summer and beyond
Nature gives no guarantee of return
When Love has gone
This is the path of the
Common material world
But in the world of spirit
There is another way to understand
God is always there
For a new relationship
Reassured through sacrifice
As he reaches out his hand
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