All the Love You Ask of God Is Here
All the love you ask of God is here,
Delivered by yourselves, but made elsewhere,
Eden's legacy, that you might be
Less fearful that your time pass by untouched.
Even after forty years of loving
And sixty years of life, you need no less,
Needing still the kiss that stills the darkness,
Desperate for the one who shares the night.
Long, then, may you love, each giving each
A window to a mirror, in which both
Will see a grace beyond the grace of being,
Rendered into life by your own hand.
Every moment sings in celebration,
Noticed mainly when the hour chimes.
Carillons now clang joyfully in tribute,
Eloquent reminders of your love.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon