Monday, February 14, 2022

Love's Crown

This morning's love-letter from God was gold-gilt-etched 💗💖
Happy Valentine's Day!


For a beautiful love story click this link
(I just learned what an octogenarian is!)



Many waters cannot quench love.

Oh-ho this hard      -knock, soft-kiss,
 flying-falling dosey-doe... Oh-    ho  this happy, hurting holding on 
and letting go...Oh-ho this yearning-learning-earning wisdom starred and scarred...
No easy street to crown the ups and downs on love’s postcard...Oh-ho this giving-taking, 
caring-sharing quite-a-fight... Oh-ho this multitude of sorrows to sweeten delight... Oh-ho,
 the humble joy of feeling like our hearts could burst... Becomes the Prize that crowns
 love’s sacrifice of others first... Oh-ho, we are so startled by how much 
true love can hurt... Oh-ho, the heart holds artwork made 
of diamonds set in dirt... Oh-ho, what we know 
about love leaves us both vexed 
      and awed... At ups and
 downs boundlessly
crowned with
the kind 
love of 
God
<3

© Janet Martin

(or traditional stanza form)

Oh-ho this hard-knock, soft-kiss, flying-falling dosey-doe
Oh-ho this happy, hurting holding on and letting go
Oh-ho this yearning-learning-earning wisdom starred and scarred
No easy street to crown the ups and downs on love’s postcard

Oh-ho this giving-taking, caring-sharing quite-a-fight
Oh-ho this multitude of sorrows to sweeten delight
Oh-ho, the humble joy of feeling like our hearts could burst
Becomes the Prize that crowns love’s sacrifice of others first

Oh-ho, we are so startled by how much true love can hurt
Oh-ho, the heart holds artwork made of diamonds set in dirt
Oh-ho, what we know about love leaves us both vexed and awed
At ups and downs boundlessly crowned with the kind love of God

© Janet Martin

Or this...

Oh-ho this hard-knock, 
soft-kiss, 
flying-falling 
dosey-doe
Oh-ho this happy, 
hurting 
holding on 
and letting go
Oh-ho this yearning-
learning-
earning wisdom 
starred and scarred
No easy street 
to crown 
the ups and downs 
on love’s postcard

Oh-ho this giving-taking,
caring-sharing 
quite-a-fight
Oh-ho this multitude 
of sorrows 
to sweeten 
delight
Oh-ho, the humble joy 
of feeling 
like our hearts 
could burst
Becomes the Prize 
that crowns 
love’s sacrifice 
of others first

Oh-ho, we are so startled 
by how much 
true love 
can hurt
Oh-ho, the heart 
holds artwork 
made of diamonds 
set in dirt
Oh-ho, what we know 
about love 
leaves us 
both vexed 
and awed
At ups and downs 
boundlessly crowned 
with the kind 
love of God

© Janet Martin



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