This Love: A Poem

This Love is larger than

And is ever more,

Than what of Love
We can ever know...

This Love is worth so much more 

Than what we can ever give

This Love, with the surface tension of the softest water

And the gravity of a thousand Suns

Is the Love of something Perfect

Is the Love of something real

It is the Love for wonderful things
And for things created so full of wonder

This is the Love for favors
And blessings given so freely

This Love is for the things found to be beautiful

And for when He covered up our so-evident ugliness

This Love is for shelter from calamitous weather

And for the forgiveness we get
That we never deserve

Or beg Him loud enough for...

This is a Love that declares loudly our accolades

To angels in each of the 7 heavens above

This Love loves with no requirement,
No grading and no demerit

This Love is nothing we can imagine
A Love hidden inside of everything we can

We can find it encased in scars
And trapped in the amber of tears

Inside of tornadoes and earthquakes

And threaded through every headache and heartbreak

Through prison bars and even in graveyards,
This Love can still be discovered

This Love... like the enigma of Stonehenge

And the kaleidoscope of chameleons,

This Love for sunsets and back rubs

For the pride of fathers

And for needing my mother’s hugs

For deep space and the ocean blue

For the color of every uttered  “I Love you”

This Love is bigger than we can ever be,
Yet it carves out a silhouette

Waiting for you and me
To simply fit ourselves into

This Love is vast, with open arms around us

Bliss that forever grows
In gardens that greenly surround us

Flowing in Rivers that run deep
Underneath and around us

Just waiting for us to rush through,
And back into,

Our place...

Our place home in this LOVE