Love

Love is . . .

Even blessed with faith,
Without love, I am nothing;
Though giving my all,
Without love, I sound hollow;

Love always protects,
Always trusts, hopes, perseveres;
Its patience endures
With kindness which overcomes;

Love rejects evil;
It rejoices with the truth,
Not records of wrongs,
Which too easily anger;

Love honours others,
It is never self-seeking;
It does not envy,
Shall not boast, is not proud;

Know this: love never fails.

written in response to today’s prompt at The Daily Post – “record” – and re-working the well-known opening eight verses of 1 Corinthians:13

10 Years On

For the love of my earthly life

‘You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride;
you have stolen my heart
with one glance of your eyes,
with one jewel of your necklace.

How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride!
How much more pleasing is your love than wine,
and the fragrance of your perfume
more than any spice!’

– Song of Songs

You Make Me Brave