November 30th 2007

Love

Love -
I search for it always,
Yet, always it abides in me.
Love -
I look and long for it in humanity
Yet, it greets me each and every day.

Love -
The exquisite purity of God,
Infinite, immeasurable, without end.
It is so vast and profound that comprehension fails.
The apprehension of God fills all space
previously thought of empty, lonely and void.

Love -
Available to all
As it surrounds all
Encompasses all
Is All.

The Beauty of Love
Perfect in every way.
There are no traces of darkness.
Nor are there flaws.
Its rays of beauty shine forth,
Illuminating the soul.

Love -
I embrace You fully!
Love -
I am transformed as I behold Your Beauty!

Viola M. Jaynes
November 2007




Posted in: Beauty, God, Humanity, Love, Prose

2 Comments »

  1. Love truly is a beautiful thing. Lovely poem my dear.

    Comment by Rose — December 3, 2007 @ 3:07 am

  2. Thank you Rose!

    Comment by Viola Jaynes — December 3, 2007 @ 10:33 am

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