True Love

We come to Him in terms of eloquence.

Pledged in poetry

to build cathedrals out of words

for housing adoration.

And if we can, we should—

words have their place in love.

Jesus loved in words—

but sealed that love with

silence,

nails,

and blood.

We can transliterate ourselves,

rising on the wings of words,

and call it love,

but only a cross will prove it.

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