What Is This?

What is this?
This blend of desire and devotion
What is this?
This well of inexplicable emotion
A constant hunger, yet profound satisfaction
A perpetual need; a thing, yet an action
This shoulder of warmth and true contentment
What is it? This joy, wrought with disappointment?
What is this thing that grows as we’re giving?
The soul’s silent cry in every man living
It’s potential as vast as the sky above……
…….why it is this little thing called love

Janet~

The Way of Love...from the Bible

1 Corinthians 13: Faith, Hope, Love

Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal.

And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.

And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing.

Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up;

Does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil;

Does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth;

Bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Love never fails. But whether there are prophecies, they will fail; whether there are tongues, they will cease; whether there is knowledge, it will vanish away.

For we know in part and we prophesy in part.

But when that which is perfect has come, then that which is in part will be done away.

When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things.

For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known.

And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.



The best thing St. Paul ever wrote! Taken from the new King James version of the Bible. I have examined many translations and this strikes me as the best: it retains the gorgeous poetry of the old King James version, while including a crucial improvement: the translation of the Greek word "agape" as "love" rather than "charity". "Agape" (pronounced a-ga-pay') refers to neighbourly love. I suspect that in the 17th century "charity" had a much broader meaning than it does today. --Franca Leeson

Our Greatest Need

What intricate creatures are we?
Similar, yet each our own mystery
Creations of flesh, blood and feeling
Emotional beings of internal appealing
Humanity; prone to want and greed
For our very nature is one of vast need

In the first breath we draw our need is there
The need of hands, to hold and care
Left alone and untouched, we will die
We are creatures of need from our very first cry
As each need is met we unconsciously prove
The universal need in everyone is love

There is no one who is complete on their own
We need each other; we are empty alone
There is no one who does not need love
And if we have known love we have known God
To say there is no God but to profess love to another
Cannot be; there is not one without the other

For God is love; He cradles the earth
His love forms us and gives us breath
To know love is to glimpse His face
It is our choice to know His grace
But He knew our need; He died to prove
The immeasurable depth of His great love

Janet~

Dear friends, let us love one another,
For love comes from God.
Everyone who loves has been born of God
and knows God.
Whoever does not love does not know God,
for God is love. 1 John 4:7-8

Read 1 John ch. 3&4

May we all know Love this Valentine's Day!

Hidden......

In the dark we can not see
The cold stone wall
Where the ivy climbs in frozen tendrils
'neath winter's chilling pall

In the dark we cannot see
Indelible memories glare
Entangled like the frozen vine
Beneath the midnight's stare

In the dark we cannot see
The light of truth or lies
In the dark we breathe
And close our eyes

Janet~

All I Want.....

I don’t need any long-stemmed roses
Chocolates when eaten are air
That small velvet box that opens and closes…..
….is nothing more than a stare
Sugary words are sweet for a moment
But in the end they will not do,
Darling, I’ll tell you what I really want
All that I want is you

Candles and wine are nice over dinner
And I love a slow dance or two
When I’m in your arms I feel like a winner
Because all that I want is you……
Darling, the night is not getting younger
And quite frankly nor are we two
But oh how I wish the night was longer
Because all that I want is you

Janet~

Rocking Chairs

Someday, oh my darling,
Should our rocking-chairs point west
And instead of looking forward
We look back upon the past
Someday when dreams are a mere speck
Like faint stars up above
Darling, I want you to know
You’ll still be my true love

Someday when we have trod the miles
That now we dream of walking
These will be the tears and smiles
We’ll speak of as we’re rocking
I’ll admit, of ups and downs
We’ve borne our little shares
But we’ll forget life’s little frowns
From our rocking-chairs

Someday the future will be past
Complete with joy and sorrow
But true love holds our purpose fast
And keeps hope in tomorrow
And should the good Lord up above
Grant us those rocking chairs
You will still be my true love
And answer to my prayers

Janet~

The Truth about You.....

There is nothing incidental about you
You re-define things, like the color blue
You take the little nothings of my day
And make them extra-ordinary in your beautiful way…….

I love the way the darkness falls on your face
Softening your eyes, every line I would trace
You are my one special ‘no regret’
A lazy afternoon, sweet-warm sun over-head

The untouchable shadows in me, you pervade
I release my misgivings and watch them fade
Into the soft sky of purple and blue
Where past sorrows lie on yesterday’s dew

You pour into me the essence of youth
Love is not some far-flung truth
Nor is it a quick-flash, raging desire
Love is a long and slow-burning fire

Once we were strangers; and I never knew
The truth about love until I loved you
Darling, we’ve come a long way since then
I wish we could start all over again

Janet~

Little Thoughts

You reside in my eye
Like the aching grief
When little pleasures die

When you are gone
Thoughts become
Blazing illusions in the sun

With fluid ease
You surpass my concrete walls
Soft as a summer breeze

I have traced
Every angle of darkness
In the tears I've embraced



J~

Halting and Full of Denial

They are invisible
Slipping off the deep side of my heart
They defy reasoning
In the weighted pleasure they impart
They color my world
Sparkling and blue
These are my perpetual
Thoughts of you

J~

Love's Kindness

I am unbothered by the blue of your gaze
I do not notice the contour of your face
I care not at all for the soft sigh which slips
From the tender traces of your pleasant lips
You do not tempt me in any way
Or rouse me by any fair words you may say
You don’t cross my mind and I do not weep
Love is so kind when I am asleep

Janet~

Through Windows

We gaze through windows
At people’s lives
Watching them come and go
Seeing the would have’s
And should have’s
In the low-light glow
Of another day

We gaze through windows
Where others have stood
Deciphering questions
Of evil and good
While summer rolls into fall
And winter melts
Into spring

We gaze through windows
Tallying passion and purpose
With high-pitched voices of the past
Seeping through
Like dust-sparkles
Caught in the trance
Of the morning sun

We gaze through windows
To the scrap of a dream
Rolling across the lawn
We gaze through windows
Waiting to greet
Our loved ones
As they come home

Janet~