Monday, December 24, 2012


Who then devised the torment? Love. 
Love is the unfamiliar Name 
Behind the hands that wove 
The intolerable shirt of flame 
Which human power cannot remove. 
     We only live, only suspire 
     Consumed by either fire or fire.

Love often travels with five friends
Fierce fire, dramatic desire, envy, greed, and need
Who can conspire to impede finding love at ease.
But these querulous companions may also transpire
To transport us to love's spiry sanctum
     Where still ascending
     Love's light descends.

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