Poem: Meditations on 1 Corinthians 13 – pt 3: Endurance

I would walk a mountain’s path

However deep, or cold, or long;

I would write the finest sonnet

– or the sweetest song,

If that was what love called me so to do.

I endure, and oft surprised

By all my love would give to you.

 

A young man’s lifetime I have given

An old man’s lifetime stored inside;

And all between, and in the meanwhile,

 – smiles, and whispers nuzzling pride;

Shared work, vibrant embraces – but, my love, till then

Endurance that would scale the highest mountain,

or would write the sweetest love song by it’s pen.

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