This Love

My whole being 

Is on fire 

With this love 

And I want to shout about it from rooftops 

And keep it hidden in the innermost parts 

This love quiets me 

And turns up the volume on everything 


All of life is singing 

Of this love 

That is so ordinary 

And is the holiest of holy 

Secrets  


This love 

That blossoms flowers 

And laughs children 

And exhales last breath


This love 

That smashes all expectations 

That liberates hearts

And perplexes minds 

This love 

That makes whole what is broken

Breaking apart what presumes to be whole. 


This love 

That is rain 

And ocean 

And forest 

And gentle touch 


This love that cannot comprehend 

That feels 

That knows 

That listens 


This love that simply is

Always has been

And shall ever be


That longs to pierce through 

Veils

This love

That 

Is the veil 


Lifetimes spent 

Pouring over books

struggling to put words

Shape metaphor 

Create art 

For the sake of this

Relentless 

Love

 

We curse

This love

We ache and moan and quiver 

From this love 

We fight for

Rise up for

Lay down our lives for 

This love 

We chase and evade and embody and spread and celebrate

This love


This love that cycles 

And creates worlds 


This love that bears buckets of tears

That have been drawn

From the never ending 

wells of grief 

this love that enwombs 

Hearts in the humblest compassion


This tender 

Grace drenched love 

That remembers us

Over 

And over 


And over 

Again. 


Yael Schonzeit