Prayer to a Love Song

Prayer to a Love Song

 

Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not love, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal

For I’ve laid onto you my faith, that I carry the cross upon my back

Through hollow visions of light, not for my own care but that of yours

For that entity of union by which our souls became as one

 

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, and have not love, I am nothing

For I’ve prayed to the lord above, that you by my side leave this world

And though righteous I’ve aimed to be I am but a man,

Imperfect

That he will not answer my calling I am all but certain, Thus,

Will you wait for me by the gates of dawn when I close my eyes forever

 

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

For I’ve given this world all my own, and entrusted my will onto you

To see a future that is full of calm

And in you my will lives on

 I shall bare the cross of thorns upon my back

 

Love suffereth long, and is kind; love envies not; love vaunteth not itself, is not proud,

For all of these and such other things I’ve given you, awaiting nothing but a kiss

Though I act by pure benevolence and not interest, your flesh I am yet to caress

 

Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, and thinks no evil

For my rhetoric is blessed, yet infallible pronunciation

For my reason is clear, yet irrational my action

For my lust is great, yet insufficient satisfaction

 

Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;

For I lie to no one but myself, to believe you by my chest

For I lie to no one but myself, to feel my lips upon your breast

 

Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.

For if to see your smile I were to sell all and even my soul to the devil

Would you love me until our lives expire?

My memory cast into hell infallibly hunted by my desire

To embrace my faith be gone by my lust of fire

 

Love never fails: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanquish

For we’ve laid our souls under the blight of the moon

To relinquish a lust forsaken to the eyes of the world

Pray to be consumed by the light of the alba

 

For we know in part, and we prophesy in part

For there is much I am to repent for, yet none of which I regret

 

But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away

For the days of my sorrows be gone

 

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 left the ways of my childhood behind.

For my mind has all but lost is reason

To the flesh it calls upon oblivious of season

 

For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror, darkly; but then we shall see face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known

For reality has become an all withholding prison to a dream

That through fantasy you please my senses

That to awaken to a truth longing of you, I’d rather die

 

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

For I’ve given this dream all my own, and entrusted my will onto you

For I shall bare your love upon my heart

And in you my will rejoice

To see a future that is full of calm

Author's Note

Reviews guys! than you. Yes all italicized texts are manipulations of the Bible's 1st Corinthians 13, chosen simply as rhetorical devices not as religious statements, one does not need to be religious to appreciate the art in literature.

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Good old Saint Paul. I like the closing of chapter 12 introducing this chapter which says, "But I will show you a MORE EXCELLENT WAY." Paul is actually referring to religion there although most seem to miss the significance of that one line. He is saying that love is better than religion and better than the law because love transpires religion and fulfills all the requirements of the law and even goes beyond them. As an "artistic" statement it serves the artist well because everything an artist does he certainly does for love and not for worldly acclaim or monetary gain. I enjoyed your poetic addendum.

[Chaos Stone]

great write, interesting usage of your inspiration, really contrasted well
rather enjoyed the read
keep it up

[TL Boehm]

Ah so good to read you my old friend. this is a highly 'spiritual' piece. Complex and brilliant. Well done. Peace.

[Calibaster]

Wow, this is really good! What is your religion?

[M.D Leon]

I am Christian, but my religious views had nothing to do with this piece. Thank you very much for your kind words though.

[Calibaster]

I'm Christian too! You're welcome!

[Dark Rider]

Okay, I'm not the best person to reveiw poems, but I loved this. I loved the way you wrote it and the whole story behind it. It was realy lovely. :)

[ganga ramesh]

well, you needn't worry if you haven't received any reviews yet....it is very good and your title is very attractive. your lines ARE magnetic and i have already read it twice ....it is very good...:)

[Epoy]

like it.......!
good poem.....!