Speak of Love

Speak to me of love,
of that love which transcends;
Which brightens out obsessions
and bursts bubbles of desire and defeat

with its light,
With its glow, its warmth,
its being that is beyond words and thought,
yet is born of them,
and gives them birth;

Lovelier than the world,
Though the world be all there is,

Sublime, supreme joy,
rapture of my soul;

Tell me stories of its faces,
Let us sing of loving-kindness
till we fill with spring
the dead places.

My senses will not tire of talk of love.

November 17, 2011