12 February 2009 at 9:58AM
I love God in a way
that shows that I think He
might die.
I love my husband in a way
that shows that I think he
will live forever.
That's backward.
Where did I learn that true love is mutually exclusive?
And where am I learning that it is all inclusive?
And who gets to say anything about it all?
Maybe that is why a marriage.
So a man and woman
may together
serve
the death
of themselves,
keep company through
the euphoric lies that feel like forever
is now, and death is just a nuisance of time, a sure rendering
of both to Equal One, surrendering good times, bad times, all times
for the *we* end of will-end time. Will-stop day. Will say No
again, because it is easier and shorter than Yes.
Our marriage is in this time together, and you will die, as will
I in this tired, groaning, reeling dance. God's Forever
is happening and to come. I think that means
that I can really love you as I dream
to love. And you, continue
please. Be Mine.
Happy Valentines Day
Posted by nancy at May 8, 2009 11:52 PM