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Love has spilled its seed numerous times

over this fertile ground,

and the clamor of church bells

often gave way to angry demons,

for such is love.

Human hands cannot handle

that which is God sent.

We smash it, trash it,

mold it to make it our own

until all we have is an unshapely blob

consumed in a flame

not of God’s choosing.


Love, the highest calling

which causes us to leap from cliffs

only to be broken on the rocky shore.

Love, which causes both angels to sing

and demons to dance.

Love, what we spend our lives searching for

yet never fully realize 

until that final breath

that takes us home to God.


Written by cherylawilliams

February 2, 2013 at 12:47 am

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