LOVE IS. . .
Love lies buried ‘neath the deepest sea
Furrows spuming tendrils to the light
Rhythms swell and spread, a crescendo
Tide wipes sand of doubt away for now
Love alone is tender, good for warmth
Evening is a shroud that love unveils
Laser beam lights one step, and N more
Blessed, not burnt, at sun’s inner core.
Over time and distance love endures
Weathering both boulders and pebbles
Rarified air while hiking Zion’s Mount
Where we always laugh and dream
Misery may engulf but not drown it
Passion’s zeal may scorch but not burn it
Not even Paradise will complete it for
Form: Nonette, 9 lines, as the word suggests. I have always found the translation of Galatians 5:1 in the New American Standard Bible fascinating: "It is for freedom that Christ has set us free."
Liberty’s birthright bound, locked and chained
Freedom’s fortress breached, choice by choice
Once surrendered for sin’s debt
No barter can buy back
Freedom is not free
Death the price paid
Inside and out