The Spiritual Nature of Love
Ah, the morning, the initial waking pause,
Reflect upon what is now real in our lives,
Oh, treat my senses with a memory cause,
I did recall the grace her wonder revives.
In this the start of a day, a rain falls gentle
An indication of some cleansing love alive
In my heart and soul, it is a fundamental
Reality suggests love is only meant to thrive.
In the moment, I dream the recall I knew
When in my arms we did travel a distance
Again, in the sweet twilight, a kiss so new
Always the nature of time recreates chance.
For we are compelled to always wonder now,
As passion designs a certain elegance in how.