Health and happiness
proceed from love, As love proceeds from uncorrupted passion. Praised be the gift that does so blissful prove, Poured forth from paradise for us to fashion. Yet passion, like a wave, can come and go, Even as love waits upon the shore, Looking to put down some roots and grow, Embracing of life's joys the quiet core. Vested in one heart, one finds a place Eternal in the beauty of its longing, Nor does one ever tire of a face That years have given unexpected grace, Hallowed by the wonder of belonging. Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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