Until Love Is All That Remains

 

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When I lose myself in love,

the mind becomes a river,

winding through forests

like an unfinished argument,

touching ancient stones

that remember old storms,

embracing Mother Earth,

carrying leaves of ache

toward a sea it cannot name.

O infinite silence,

gather me into your loving arms,

where the heart becomes a shrine,

lit by an unquenchable flame

of longing I cannot command.

It speaks in prayers

carried by desire,

shaped and tempered

by lifetimes of salt and sorrow,

no longer asking to possess,

only to be emptied

until love is all that remains.

When I lose myself in love,

even the body bows—

the hands, the breath,

the trembling silence

between one heartbeat and the next.

And every word,

like an incense-carried prayer,

if pure enough,

if washed of pride,

if softened by grace,

longs to return home to God.

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