Saturday, December 04, 2021

Love's as warm as tears

Love’s as warm as tears, 
  Love is tears: 
Pressure within the brain, 
Tension at the throat, 
Deluge, weeks of rain, 
Haystacks afloat, 
Featureless seas between 
Hedges, where once was green. 

Love’s as fierce as fire, 
  Love is fire: 
All sorts—infernal heat 
Clinkered with greed and pride, 
Lyric desire, sharp-sweet, 
Laughing, even when denied, 
And that empyreal flame 
Whence all loves came. 

Love’s as fresh as spring, 
  Love is spring: 
Bird-song hung in the air, 
Cool smells in a wood, 
Whispering ‘Dare! Dare!’ 
To sap, to blood, 
Telling ‘Ease, safety, rest, 
Are good; not best.’ 

Love’s as hard as nails, 
  Love is nails: 
Blunt, thick, hammered through 
The medial nerves of One 
Who, having made us, knew 
The thing He had done, 
Seeing (with all that is) 
Our cross, and His. 

POEMS “Love’s as Warm as Tears"
by C.S. Lewis


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