PRELUDE

PRELUDE

Born from need during

the Season of Incarnation,

a history of emotions,

thoughts, relationship,

wrapped up as one

would wrap a Christmas

present. Hopeless romantic?

No, rather hopeful romantic,

one who knows first hand

the mutuality of love, the

sacrifice of love, the

gratitude of love, the

Divine Presence of Love

Incarnate in human flesh,

dark brunette hair, touch

soft as silk, whose face,

eyes, lips, are a window

to the face of The Divine Love

who has used your lips

to express love and forgiveness,

compassion and joy,

who has used your arms

to embrace me and

cradle me, your hands

to hold my face, so

that I may know first

hand the love of God.

These words of a life

history of love enfleshed,

poems? Poetry in the

way of Yeats or Keats,

Dickinson or Levertov,

no, but in my own way

to express to you, my Ruth,

my love, and my life.

From my invalid chair,

I wish love and a

Merry Christmas, your

lover and husband,

Bob

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