Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Love and the Wonder Thereof





Oh, gentle, purposed blindness, defying the laws of nature, who can completely know you? You, of un-tallied kindnesses demand nothing in return. Unburdened, you are by the cumbersome weight of grudges or by the binding law of duty, but spilling in glorious profusion upon humble vestures of dust; creatures of lust taught by heavenly tenure of things pure and above earthly reason, committing, not random acts of sacrifice, but Being Sacrifice. This is love’s sole language returning ten-thousand-fold its recompense of reward, not for the applause of men but in worship to the Lord.

© Janet Martin

Poeticbloomings is blooming its prompt a day early:) We are invited to try Prose Poetry.

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