Love - first fruitA Poem by P.J.
Inspired by the nine fruits of the Spirit
Covers all with its smothering embrace
And clearly infatuates
The erring race
Sets apace flustering hearts, then ignites
A circle of fire with incinerating heat
Along a blazing street on which
We all walk, talk...though some stalk.
Meet it is that we
Gather together our cluster of thoughts
With commonality there is a degree of finality
That love is not
Take but give
Feeling but experiencing
Fulfilment of royal law
Delight, not humdrum chore.
Selfless, sacrificial, satisfying
Expression of unerring devotion
And for me
Best seen when not heard
© 2012 P.J.
Added on June 19, 2012
Last Updated on June 19, 2012
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