Speak of Love

If I speak in the tongues of men and of Angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or glanging cymbal.

love's monsoon 2
Tenderness speaks, a drink of love’s monsoon
Essential beings, as bright as afterglow
Melodic hearts combine and beat in tune
Effervescent joy, into passions flow
Loving  kindness, ingrained in memory
Dulcet tones rise; into awareness breathed
A hidden trove, abundant treasury
Love’s tender touch, with sacred essence weaved
Sacrificial gift; only love the gain
Growing in grace, across expanse of time
Love will transform; like gentle summer rain
Radiant fellowship, affections climb
Perfect creation, cherished souls do see
Believe in love, the divine mystery



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